Felix Campbell

Makayla sat on her broomstick hovering over the dark twisted trees below, wondering how they were still standing all these years later. She once again, thought back to that time, lazily trying to recall if there were any other...

Liya followed her father nervously down the corridor. Six guards marched awkwardly behind her. “Daddy, I … I’m not allowed down here”, she said, half peering with curiosity, half trying to avert her eyes which she imagined might keep her...