Arriving at the base of the waterfall, Marianna felt the spray mist her face. It felt so cold and refreshing on her wind burnt cheeks. She’d been riding for days now. Weeks, maybe? Time kind of lost all meaning when she rode. The back of her horse transported her in more ways than one.

She’d been riding since she could walk. That was the way of her people. They lived in harmony and deep communio...

The clouds opened up and dumped what seemed like months of rain stored up.

Hmm, he thought, A little too on point?

With his stomach in knots, white knuckling the wheel, he drove towards the house of his partner? Lover? Friend? He sighed, guess that would be another conversation they needed to have.

This was the first time he’d even considered telling anyone about his powers, let alone made a ...