A dream, a phantom forest where his son cries in the dark and three little pigs flee, squealing, through a flurried storm of hay and hammers...

A child’s sobs echo through the empty streets. He’s been following this intriguing sound for some time now, padding closer and closer. His ...

A little town. A quiet village. Dawn rises. A squat, wide-faced man peeks over the town wall. He is propped upon the bird-like shoulders ...

Nothingness and darkness, a window reflecting an empty world. It senses someone’s approach – a weak, wounded heartbeat – but there is no ne...

Part II The little elephant tries not to cry. Although he cannot understand what they’re saying, he knows that they’re arguing about him, o...

The army of the Wildlands is surrounded, a tiny island amidst a sea of rotting, hungry death. “Steady on, old boy,” mutters Owl, though his ...

Pinocchio swings his legs over the edge of his footstool. "Are you done yet?" he asks for the seventh time. His reedy voice echoe...