The figure glided towards her hunched-over form with the dexterity of a ninja, her sobs muffling the otherwise barely audible shuffle of soles across wood. Abigail’s keen senses felt the approaching presence of the stranger, as the curious bird cried out in the trees in the distant darkness. A phantom heat drew her attention over […]
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The Waste (XIV)
Abigail maintained her daily vigil at the docks for weeks, each day persistently hopeful that one of the sailors would approach her and offer to take her aboard his ship, set sail upon the great blue ocean, and teach her the secrets of the fisherman’s craft. But despite her deep yearning and consistent attendance at […]
The Waste (XIII)
Abigail guessed at the sailors place on the water relative to the docks, and marked several jettys as potential return-homes for the fisherman who had opened the door, ever so slightly, to her pursuit of seafaring knowledge. She knew that there was a possibility that she had imagined the young man’s smile, but Abigail was […]