#51 Nautical Night
The gentle rocking of the boat soothes away the stresses of the day and I can relax. There is something truly wonderful about the feeling of lying on the deck of a yacht; starring up at the night sky … Continue reading →
The gentle rocking of the boat soothes away the stresses of the day and I can relax. There is something truly wonderful about the feeling of lying on the deck of a yacht; starring up at the night sky … Continue reading →
Princess Galadria sat in front of the mirror of her chamber in the castle, brushing her long hair. The mirror was made from polished obsidian and reflected a dark form of beauty. The frame of the mirror was solid gold … Continue reading →
Elizabeth stood in the middle of the crowded square, as still and unmoving as the monuments around her. She starred, transfixed, at the fountain of the four rivers. Particularly she starred at the statue of the Nile. This statue is … Continue reading →
This is wrong. All wrong. There is something cramping up in the pit of my stomach. My body temperature feels like it’s just shot up by about ten degrees. They’re talking, but it’s just garbled, it makes no sense. I’m … Continue reading →
“Jerry, come over here a second.” After a grunt of irritation at being interrupted and a minute or two of paper shifting to make it quite clear that he was indeed busy, Jerry walked across the lab. “What is it?” … Continue reading →
Conrad sat cross-legged on the floor staring up at the canvas on the easel. “What the fuck?” he muttered to himself. From his pocket he pulled a crushed up packet of Marlboros and carefully slid one bent cigarette from it. … Continue reading →
A shot ran out in the dark. Two pairs of wide terrified eyes stared at one another. It had sounded close. Too close for them to risk speaking. Too close to risk breaking from their hiding place. They were both … Continue reading →
She came to visit every night. He would pour a glass of wine and she would fill him with happiness and with stories. Then, one Wednesday night she didn’t show up. He drank the wine anyway, feeling alone and joyless. … Continue reading →
When I was just 12 years old, my father taught me something that has always stayed with me. “Son” he said “When you get older, you will find yourself torn, at some point in your life, between two paths. A … Continue reading →
The flag rippled in the breeze outside the window. The inhabitants of the house had not put the flag there. They didn’t agree with what the flag stood for, but out of fear they let it fly. The person who … Continue reading →