Monthly Archives: June 2014
Must be
She woke up, a memory of blood bubbling at her lips, salt in her throat. It felt like seawater in her eyes, up her nose. Everything stung. Everything was knives. Everything was tightening, tightening. “You’re not you,” she whispered, staggering … Continue reading
Yes, Lord.
Wake up. The young, burly blonde man shudders in his sleep, and rolls over. “Hnnh?” Wake up, child. “I…wha–” He sits up, rubbing his eyes, and looks around, but sees no one, and comes fully awake, half-startled, jumping out of … Continue reading
So very far ahead
Stumbling forward, hands outstretched, blood dripping from ragged fingertips. She reaches for him, not knowing where he is, only that he is ahead. So very far ahead. Stumbling forward, eyes unseeing, blinded by both rage and loss. She looks for … Continue reading
Still searching
Everything had been coming apart for a long time now. She worried there would be absolutely no way to put it all back together. How many fragments in space and time. How many moments had she almost had him in … Continue reading
Dreams are
Dreams are a potent thing, especially for one who lives in life, serving death. Dreams are away for the past to speak to us, for our experiences to live with us, all over again. Dreams are a way for the … Continue reading