#19 Praha

They sat on the top step, on either side the lush green undergrowth, before them the 120 steep steps that led back to the city. They both sat on a single sheet of newspaper. Neatly, symmetrically, between them sat a … Continue reading →

#17 Hunter

Hiding, covered, virtually invisible. Patiently waiting. Calm, collected, relaxed. She will come. He knows. She passes this way at exactly 5:27 every day. A careful glance at the watch. 5:22 Five minutes. The heart rate rises almost imperceptibly. Perhaps from … Continue reading →