Celine bit her knuckle softly as she waited, gnawing it between her canines. She felt miserably cold, but didn’t know whether to blame the cruel winter weather or her own lack of body heat. Normally she didn’t mind feeling chilly, but tonight seemed different....
Crimson smear of low clouds streak the graying sky, where a cold sun paints livid shadows over rain-soaked fields. Mired stench. That sweet, cloying scent of things left too long to bloat in leaden air. Here, a horse — legs mangled, body sprawled, and half buried in...
Harry’s father was an emotionally unavailable man, one who lost his temper easily and wasn’t shy to resort to violence in order to get his way. He remembers his father cutting a piece of clear pine on the table saw the day his mother died, the blade pushing a plume of...
He was the boy in my class that always wore a blue tracksuit, with white stripes down the sides of the arms and legs. He pocketed a deck of cards in his pants and asked me to play card games with him. He taught me Rummy, and Poker and how to shuffle cards the “dealer”...
Within the borders of the beautiful land of Pridor stood the royal castle. Old, gray stone lined with marble trim and limestone accents, windows bigger than the main gates. Outside of those windows, the once colorful kingdom now lived in a cloud of dust and gloom,...
It was an ugly piece of furniture, in all honesty. The hinges were rusted over, the paint was peeling at the edges after years of scratches from pencils, and fingernails were scrawled across the surface. It was a piece that did not quite fit with the rest of the...
