Isabel Nee

Isabel Nee loves reading, writing, science, birds, and mythology. She sporadically practices archery, and is known to research bizarre genetic disorders which she then inflicts on her characters. Isabel has had prose and poetry published in elementia magazine and Showcase Selections ~ 2016. She is currently writing a YA fantasy novel, and hopes to some day become a professional novelist. Isabel lives in Kansas where she hatches chickens and (she would like to think) great ideas.

Farewell

To all the things we leave behind, The broken hearts, the dying dreams The gravestones and the unknowns.   Is it better to be the one who’s gone, Or the one who’s left behind? To be haunted by the ghosts of death, Or the ghosts of unknown Fate?

The Tower

I had tried every alternative, yet nothing had worked. The room lay silent as I paced, light swirling around me, lush velvet floors whisper soft beneath my boots. A key fashioned from your own bone, the prophet had said. But whose bone? Those of the entrapped, or those of the one who wish to enter? […]

B or G?

Wylie Brant c/o The Province Hotel Villa Armata 355 Hammond Lane Palm Beach, FL 44380 RETURNED TO SENDER. INVALID ADDRESS. *** “Jimmy Martins, what are you doing?” I spun around, the envelope I’d been holding over the teakettle’s spout clutched in one hand. “Can you not sneak up like that?” I huffed. “What were you doing?” […]

Battle of Wills

The rhythmic bang, bang, bang of his hoof against the stall door reverberated through the old stables. Pegasus bobbed his head with the sound as though the echoing, metal clangs were the sweetest music to his ears. They weren’t, but he wasn’t letting the stable boy know that. Not that it was the stable boy’s fault […]

The Mage

Though I knew I had to steal the key, my conscience still smote me brutally. It wasn’t like it had been my idea after all. The hall was black-dark, but it wasn’t hard to flick open the lock on the tiny box and remove its contents. I could feel everything through my thin gloves, black […]