Snow is falling in thick flurries past my window as I type this. Winter is finally here; the nights are long and the daylight brief. Stories are lights in the darkness. At least, the right ones can be. And even dark stories can bring comfort; they can give shape and a semblance of control to that which is chaos; they let us know that we’re not alone, that others have been through the darkness, too. This past fall brought so many wonderful stories of dark and light, often in the very same piece. I can’t hope to read more than a tiny fraction of all the worthy work being published these days. But of all the great stories out now, here are some that I did find and love. I hope you love some of them, too. Stories of Sea and River Gone to Wrack and Ruin by Meryl Stenhouse at Empyreome Magazine Oh, what a creepy, eerie read! Yeva and her granddaughter Lusine eke out a precarious living from the sea, gutting fish in warehouses and collecting wrack from the shore.