Tag Archives: dead
A Nice Life
In his blackdust heart, a knightly shining fire was born to repeat itself, born to repeat. In his mothwing heart, a brightly screaming song was born to repeat itself, born to repeat. We’re all the same, all the same, from … Continue reading
I Ran For Eli
“Blue flare when you find him, so everyone knows to head back to the van!” I heard Eli shout after us. I didn’t answer. Asshole. Of course I know to use the blue flare. I could see my breath as … Continue reading
Go Back
Jori pulled the van to a lurching stop, and the other vans did the same — off to the side of the road, out of habit, not because anyone else would be driving along. “Go back!” Thuy shouted. “We have … Continue reading
The Bells of Nothington
Our little caravan of fighters, of survivors, sped away on streets of winterdust, leaving behind the crossroads of Nothington, headed east as fast as we could go. A few people cried in the back, adrenaline finally fading. Eli kept touching … Continue reading
We Murdered Her
Together, we murdered her, eighteen years ago. We did it without warning, without even noticing. I am wearing her skin, and I walk her around as though her name is mine. I am her ghost, but I am the dead … Continue reading