Angeline Morris

Stories from Angeline Morris

Friday, May 5th, 2017

People are naive about such things, and they would rather write them off as evil than attempt to understand them. An unfortunate truth, but a truth nonetheless.”

- Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus

I am five years old, standing behind Vivienne at court. She is swathed in blue and covered in pearls, and I think that maybe I want to look like her one day. The young king, sitting on his throne, looked like the sun. And he is listening to her advice.1 Beside the king is an old man, his body bent with age. His robes are covered in runes, and he clutches at a staff to stay upright.2 Vivienne seems to disagree with a lot of what the older man says. At dinner that night, she warns me about him.

Tuesday, May 3rd, 2016

Queen of Air and Nothingness

"Truth is a matter of perception."

- Jane Yolen, Sword of the Rightful King


Poor, stupid Lot - always trying to cajole me back to bed, caressing me at dinner as if running his hands across my ass in public would convince me to sleep with him willingly.

Nothing could do that, and he knew it.

Sunday, December 13th, 2015


"On either side the river lie

Long fields of barley and of rye,

That clothe the world and meet the sky;

And thro' the field the road runs by

            To many-tower'd Camelot;

And up and down the people go,

Gazing where the lilies blow

Round an island there below,

Saturday, May 2nd, 2015

“Anarchy within, invasion from without. A country cracking from outside pressure, disintegrating from internal strain. Revolution is at its height. War. Inflation. Hunger. Fear. Hate. Sabotage. Fanaticism. Hopes.