This is a reimagined version of the classic tale---The Bridge To Terabithia. This Fanfic is part of my NaNoWriMo or Novel Writing November exercise 2025. AUTUMN DRIFT The darkness outside pressed against the windows as Leslie pulled on a sweater, the wool scratchy against her skin. She needed to move, to do something about the swirl of questions in her head. Her parents. The Burkes. Where were they? She started with the local newspaper office in Larkspur, the nearest town. The November air was crisp and smelled like wood smoke as she walked down Main Street, the streetlights casting pools of yellow on the wet sidewalk. The newspaper office was a small, cluttered place with a bell above the door that jangled as she entered. "Can I help you?" the editor, a gruff man with a mustache, looked up from sorting papers. "I'm looking for information about my family," Leslie said, trying t...
Sanguine Allegory is a cache of fables, fairy tales, and fantasy. With a weave of words on a dreamy tapestry, there are nostalgic memoirs, stories of lands faraway and also poetry.