A short tale At Death’s Gates
Under the moon of the changing year Zoa plants a precious seed, hoping to grow a special tree, her new home. Until other celebrations intrude and change everything. Forever.
For millennia Tükenis has guided souls through his gates and little surprises him. Until an unexpected arrival is discovered in a long unused waiting area.
What’s Death to do when a dryad appears at his gate without her soul? She can’t move on, nor go back. Will Death find a place for her–at his side?
(This story originally appeared in Martini Madness)