Cecilia Barnhill
Bio
I’m the mother of 4 beautiful womb gremlins who has been holding back her love of the written word for the past 15 years, and who decided the best way to inspire her tiny crew to chase their own dreams is to start chasing hers again. Step 1
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Shadow and Sword
There weren’t always Dragons in The Valley. We were once at peace here. Secluded among these ghostly mountains, the world once let us be. Not even death came to interfere much. But that was before. Death comes often now. Death came with them - with the Dragons.
By Cecilia Barnhill4 years ago in Fiction
The Magic of the South
There are approximately 7.8 billion people alive on this planet, and most of them have no idea who they are, why they are, or where they are headed. Now that's a mighty sad thought, is it not? Some old woman sits at a vanity somewhere, still trying to apply makeup to an eyelid she can barely see out of, because these days it wrinkles so it sags down in her vision. Yet there she sits, with a hand that shakes trying to hold up skin that no longer needs improving, giving it her all, because it is all she's ever known. Surely it must still be required. She must look her best, even now, though for who she hasn't the slightest idea. In a bar down the way, there sits a man, not in despair, but mediocrity. He orders yet another beer too expensive for his meager paycheck, even though he could easily drink cheaper at home. But home is just a reminder of all the things he thought he'd have accomplished by now, but hasn't. There's a kid in a classroom carving their initials in a school desk, wishing away their days, waiting to grow up, dreaming of any place but here; any time but now. Billions of people, confused. Stuck. Lost. Wondering. Wandering. Waiting on a miracle. Looking for magic. But the magic's already there.
By Cecilia Barnhill4 years ago in Humans
The Way We Shine
“The moon taught me you do not have to be whole in order to shine.” That’s a quote I read once, some random bit of significance floating around the World Wide Web with no author, and I am here to tell you that it isn’t true. At least, it isn’t true for me. The moon never taught me that - my mother did.
By Cecilia Barnhill5 years ago in Humans
