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In the Shadow of Orion, part 2 (of 2)
She stepped from the platform onto a crystalline bridge that arched over a starmap like a frozen wave. Below, a glowing spiral of constellations spun endlessly, each thread a path, a memory, a story. She walked slowly, her boots clicking faintly. The bridge felt delicate, but sure.
Letters from the Prairie
It is with reverence and a hush of winter stillness that I present to you this series of letters from Mrs. Marian Tate—a young widow dwelling alone in the Kansas Territory during that first long, uncertain season of 1855.
A Soldier’s Keepsake: A Fireside Conversation with Mr. James Calloway and Miss Sarah Whitmore
As our conversation came to its quiet close, the room filled with the soft clinking of china and the murmur of wind in the trees. I took my leave with a bouquet of Sweet William in hand and a story etched deep in my heart.
Welcome to The Wisteria Almanack
The Wisteria Almanack was never meant to shout. It was meant to sit quiet beside you as you shell peas or brush out your hair at twilight. A companion to the hush between stories, to the creak of old floorboards and the longing you can't quite name.
Introducing The Hearth & Violet Quarterly
Permit me to welcome you—gently and most sincerely—to The Hearth & Violet Quarterly, a publication dedicated to matters both delicate and enduring: love and longing, domestic quietude, curious tales, and the subtle wildness of a woman’s inner world.
Letters from Sagebrush Ridge
To break the silence, and perhaps her own growing loneliness, Marian had started writing letters to her sister back east. In those missives, Hank became a shadowy presence, “the injured man,” “the quiet stranger.”