Monthly Archives: September 2012

Absolution

“I’m here to help you,” he said quietly, and brushed black curls back from pale cheeks and bright eyes. There was something infinitely sad about the face that watched, the face that compelled, the face that hoped. Few could meet … Continue reading

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Passing too Close

The searing sound of a whisper, hissed and sibilant, and then a red line across the skin, like the lick of a whip. Bullets passing too close can kiss. This, he knew. The crack of a gunshot sound, echoing like … Continue reading

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Stitches

I remember the sting of it, a pulling sweetness as it moved through. In and out. Over and under. White on silver to red and red and tiny little marks like an x across the lines of him. Together and … Continue reading

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The Need to Sleep

One, two, three, four– –the suddenness of bullets was an odd cadence, sweetly rhythmic, punctuating the evening not with sound but with light. Muzzle flashes in the darkness, and he could feel blood in his ears, or maybe running down … Continue reading

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Silence in Response

“I’m headed to Belgium,” he said quietly from where he stood, too-blue eyes cast down. Only silence met him, as it always had, when he tried to explain himself. “At least three months. It’s getting so I’m sure they’re testing … Continue reading

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