A Silky Touch
A poem about how deeply Luke, Resus and Cleo care for me.
The Wrong Side Of The Bed
This story isn't about bad luck. It's about me, Luke, Resus and Cleo hiding under the covers all night long and telling harmless spooky stories.
The Pool Of Youth
Luke, Resus, Cleo and I live in the mountains, raised by snow monkeys. Not wanting to grow up, we head off deep into the mountains to seek the legendary Hot Spring Of Youth.
The Cradle
Luke, Resus, Cleo and I are tiny people living in a mousehole with Bluey and Bingo in a baby's nursery. At night, we creep out of our matchbox bed to seek softness in a little Moses basket near the baby's cot.
Luella & The Old House
Remember that scene in Coraline where she explores her new home? Well, this story is like that, but without any dialogue - spoken dialogue - at all. This story is about Luella, who discovers an old, abandoned house in the woods while out picking some mushrooms for Eefa to use in her spells.

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