Short Story
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gentle were, and gentle now
The tinkle of giggles rung through the air, slightly treble, and slightly baritone. A morning glow illuminated the gilded design on the bedposts, glimmering with beaming joy and scintillating…
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Limp Deer
Innocence: Bliss or Curse? Content warning: Potentially dark themes. She came home late again. Her arms and neck wore blue and purple like cheap jewellery. I still…
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Forever Tied to You
I remember. Serene waves washed over our toes as cotton-ball-like clouds loomed overhead, bright white against pastel blue skies and air sweeter than honey as I laid next to…
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Nyx
Chilly air seeps through cracks in the cars’ shaking chassis: the old, bumpy, road threatens to rattle the even older engine apart with each trying jolt as we descend…
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Love on Earth
I was wrong. I was completely and utterly wrong. So wrong that I would admit it willingly to the heavens above; to the dull stars that frowned down upon…
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Holofeucene
Alone. Atop the soaring spire of rock, the tattered cloth rifles in the cold, misty wind, starkly defying the rain-faded oranges, reds, and purples of the Mesa. The evening’s…
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The Billionth Number
I once knew a girl who dreamed of measuring the universe. She was hospitalised with a condition that would impede her ability to walk. Confined to a hospital bed…
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Incandescence
Cadence lived in fear of the dark. Achluophobia, they called it, but she didn’t know that then. She didn’t know a lot when she was young. Especially the dangers…
