H. M. Pack
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Valley of Dragons
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. In fact, I doubt a dragon had ever set foot, or claw, in Salt Lake Valley before today. Now, as I gazed out at the city below, I saw the outlines of winged creatures scaling buildings and harassing morning commuters. And it was all my fault.
By H. M. Pack4 years ago in Fiction
Lost
Loss of a loved one is a curious thing; for so many people, the end of that person’s life means they will never see them again. Many religious people believe they will see their loved ones again, but when the actual moments of passing happen, it is the time when they are simultaneously most sure, and most unsure. They are sure because they hope with all hope that they will be able to see their loved one again, and yet the sting of loss can cause even the most devout to wonder even a little.
By H. M. Pack5 years ago in Families
