Unwanted Visitor
There was a knock at the door. It echoed throughout the foyer. The matriarch mouse took a deep breath. She opened it to the witch. “Where is your daughter?”…
Visitors
“Momma!” screamed the little mouse. “She was in my window!” Her skittering hind paws slid across the floor as her little hands found purchase upon her mother’s…
House Guest
The cloud of smoke thins. For the first time, I see my captor. He is standing across the room, and his features are a blur. The hair is a mucky brown, the skin…