The Lighthouse Keeper's Palette Eliza had inherited more than just the lighthouse; she had inherited its loneliness. For five years, the rhythmic whoo...

The Baker's Hummingbird The aroma of yeast and cinnamon clung to Elias like a second skin. Every morning, before the sun even considered peeking over ...

The Lighthouse Keeper's Daughter The salt spray kissed Elara’s face as she climbed the winding stairs of the lighthouse. Each step was a familiar comf...