The ocean breeze swept the figure’s ragged cloak. He sat on a rock, flipping a coin over his fingers, his unfocused eyes watching the horizon. Behind him, a trail of footprints meandered across the beach, some of them already half refilled with sand. The breeze pulled at the coin, stealing it as it passed from … Continue reading The Approaching Storm
He offered her something that no one else had ever been able to give her. She stood there, caught in the middle of a decision that would fulfill all her dreams, but have consequences that she wasn’t sure that she was willing to face. She had always said that she would leave, but had never … Continue reading Stifling Security
The snow draped corridors carried the echoes of approaching footsteps. In the falling dusk there should have been long shadows moving across the stone walls, but the torches were covered in a thick layer of dust. All except for one, right before a staircase, which was missing. Beneath the empty sconce, several broken matches and … Continue reading Hidden Connections
The fireplace animated the shadows within the forgotten library. The shadowy recesses of the shelves haughtily held their secrets close, the dancing darkness guarding the path to revelation. The open sitting area nonchalantly presented a thick layer of dust covering everything, except where recent footprints had disturbed its long slumber. The window to the outer … Continue reading Secrets and Silence
A cold breeze drifted through the splintered door hanging loosely from its frame. Beyond, withered leaves strayed among the pages of books lying askew surrounding a toppled bookshelf, congregating in silent corners. Dust swirled in intricate patterns, illuminated by pale sunlight through a cracked window. The door swayed slightly in the breeze, the sturdy wood … Continue reading The Silence of Memory
They practically lived on the rooftops that summer. He would provide the music, and she the stories, for the many hours as they peacefully passed by. Apart from a few responsibilities and chores, their hours were theirs to waste as they wished, and they knew exactly what it was that they wished. They stayed up … Continue reading Winter Wind
Constant consistent control. Beware release: loose scribbles scrawling away; cacophony across pages, dissonance between dreams and reality.