Adrianna D Gass
Bio
Mother. Author. Photographer. Dream-builder.
✨ Mom to 3 free range adventurers.
✨ Writer of moonlit moments + wild-hearted stories.
✨ Photographer of real life, real love, real magic. Cinematically.
Stories (3)
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‘Tis The Season
Tis the Season By Adrianna Gass We always start on the far edge of town, the side that presses up against the tiny local airport where the runway lights glow faintly in the dark. It has become a ritual without anyone naming it, the kind of tradition that begins quietly one year and becomes essential by the next. The boys pile into the car with the kind of excitement that fogs the windows before they even buckle in, and suddenly winter feels softer, almost gentle.
By Adrianna D Gassabout a month ago in Fiction
After the Walls Went Quiet
After the Walls Went Quiet By Adrianna Gass The last time anyone stepped into the room, the house still breathed. It had been years since soft slippers brushed across the floorboards, years since lavender perfume clung to the drapes, years since a gentle voice hummed through the wallpaper like a song only the walls understood. But the room kept everything. It held its silence like a fragile treasure. It waited. It never learned she was gone.
By Adrianna D Gassabout a month ago in Fiction
