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Story Embers

Story Embers is run by a group of Christian writers who are committed to glorifying God with excellent craftsmanship. We accept article, poetry, and short story submissions from a number of Christian storytellers around the world. You can peruse our latest posts from contributing audience members below.

3 Questions to Ask Yourself When Including Angels or Demons in Fiction

3 Questions to Ask Yourself When Including Angels or Demons in Fiction

Since time began, spiritual beings have played a role in literature, ranging from stereotypical devils with horns and pitchforks to angels with halos and wings. These invisible, mystical creatures can raise the stakes and tension, rescue or endanger their human counterparts, and embody the conflict between good and evil, but since most of us have never laid eyes on one, how can we both accurately and artistically develop them as characters?

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Lifewarden

Lifewarden

Shadows draped over the furniture in the small Lifewarden cottage. Death hung over Madiya’s mind like that darkness, clouding all her thoughts. Except the one that chided her for sleeping through her last chance to enjoy the beams of dawn penetrating the curtains and casting beautiful patterns on the floor. But she needed no such distractions today. As she rose from her cot, a vision crashed into her.

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Plea to a Cold World

Plea to a Cold World

How like the mountain, confident, the world around me stands, defiant hands upon hips, lips issuing demands. Am I the only shattered soul who’s sometimes lost her way?

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Sketches

Sketches

Sometimes I look into my drawer of old sketches, take one out, and admire the dark lines and etches. Memories are recalled, all unique and precious.

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I Took a Walk Among the Forest Pines

I Took a Walk Among the Forest Pines

I took a walk among the forest pines to be alone, away from all mankind, to listen to the sound of nothingness, and leave my doubts and worries far behind. As I wandered beneath a maple maid, I breathed into my lungs the virgin air, unspoiled as of yet, and ripe with scents of spicy hemlock with a piney flair.

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