Behavior

Dismissal could be called a friend. It wouldn’t be the first time. She wiped away the spit from her lips only to glaze them with a coarse tongue. It stood before her leering away as it would. Yet another thing she could resent. It continued to spit in a flurry of obscenities and hollow truths. … More Behavior

Descent

That was her second welcoming to this life. She collided once again into jagged earth, showered from above with liquids. The creature groaned out as colour drained from the impacted wound. She couldn’t tell you why she did it. A flooding sensation of muscle and tension begged to taste the creatures anguish, so she sunk … More Descent

September’s story

He could feel it in the air. Heck, he could even taste it. That familiar ache that travelled around bones like a trapped nerve, persisting and pulsing. An ache that ascended during the day with a nag and a tug. As everything around him began to wilt he could feel himself doing the same. A … More September’s story

Mary’s Story

Her eyes glistened with fatigue. It was the third night in a row that she’d been haunted by that voice. Agitated by the thought of being awake for another night, she cocooned herself in her duvet. The voice spoke, this time louder. Her eyes twitched, chasing shadows in the dark room. She spoke to herself: “Nobody’s there, you’re alone.” … More Mary’s Story

Derek’s Story

The senseless chatter continued to get louder as he played around with his hands. He attempted to drown out the insistent groaning of his gut, which demanded attention. To the right a steamy window was trapping him in as he was dragged by the swaying motion of the bus. To the left was his escape, … More Derek’s Story