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 […]
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The Waste (VII)
Before Allamar brought his scaled, water-dwelling colossus to the village, the succession of chieftainship had been passed generationally, from father to son, for as long as any living member of the village could recall. The passing of time had been so considerable since the last catch-to-chieftainship, that none of the villagers could specifically remember whose […]
Open Heart Epilogue (XXII)
Tristan headed for the eastern edge of the small town. Casually, lightly, and easily, he glided across the stone paving of the street. He meandered in, out, and around clusters of townsfolk. He swung around two merchants engaged in a heated argument near an overturned cart. He smiled, when a young girl with a basket […]
Open Heart Fragmentation (XVIII)
As if struck by an intense arctic chill, time slowed to a desperate crawl, with each nanosecond feeling like prolonged seconds, or excruciatingly exaggerated minutes. The curious, planet like orb, slowly descended through the stale air of the bathroom. It floated towards the counter with the speed of a slowly descending soap bubble. The black […]
Spectrum
Remember. Do you remember? Do you recall that time you asked me to look to the sky? Does it still play out in your mind? Does the memory of that sunny day still make your skin feel warm, even when there is a chill outside? Can you recall how the grass tickled your feet as […]
Am I really seeing this?
We know human beings are capable of some incredible feats. There are those capable of fantastic achievements in athletics. There are a select few that make astounding discoveries in science and medicine. There are individuals capable of beautiful and imaginative writing. There are people who achieve awe through art and music. There are even people that […]
The Tower
Each evening, Paris returned to the tower. Sometimes, he returned when the sun shone radiantly in the sky, and its warmth still lingered on the walls and windowsills he passed on his route home. Many people were about at this time, scurrying around like beetles at their agendas and errands. He passed a scholar on one corner, and […]