My favourite tale was A Dewdrop Blue. I love its simplicity, how like a fable it unfolds, and how you, down to the very language you use to paint the event, evoke the beauty and the struggle of the plant. True, Dewdrop was a bit adjective-heavy at points, but the message of the story gleams through well and clear. And what a story! Dewdrop is inspiring.

I enjoyed the pockets of delectable description in The Fifty Year Fairy Tale, but unlike Dewdrop, Fairy Tale is much harder to grasp, to understand and envision, and I found myself appreciating the surface beauty of a well-turned phrase rather than the story, having floundered up from trying to figure out what was going on between all those well-turned phrases, and failing miserably.

As for Among the Stars, my guesses as to what you were describing occurred like so: September 11th? No... Anne Rice's The Vampire Lestat? (I took that random thought from the second paragraph, xD). Superheros? King Arthur? (Legend has it he waits to return to life, if I'm remembering correctly.)

This is the part where I say, rather plaintively, "I can't begin to guess. :< I wonder what the answer is? It'll be something deceptively simple, and I'll chide myself for the remainder of the day for not guessing it. But anyway, what was the answer again?" xD

I look forward to reading more of your short stories. They inspire me to write and above all, finish my own.