Strength
In the courtyard, they sit near the stone wall, a skirt (or maybe a blanket, or something else?) draped over their knees, all the way to the cracked flagstone floor. […]
In the courtyard, they sit near the stone wall, a skirt (or maybe a blanket, or something else?) draped over their knees, all the way to the cracked flagstone floor. […]
A light in the sky, but not the sun. Nondescript walls rise around you as a misty well, a spotlight of anxiety and confusion. Your legs, they’re somewhere, and your
The steeple stretches up toward the black sky, a beacon in the night. Beyond, rooftops can’t quite focus, stacked in all directions over each other, deflecting your gaze back to
The field stretches onward to a line of bare trees in the distance and he stands there, up to his knees in the whispering grass. Even further, the rolling hills fade into the horizon – other houses, other farms just specks beyond. There’s no one else. In the quiet, there’s nothing but a heartbeat.
A human skull wears a deep green swathe of fabric, and might have been called a skeleton except for two arms obviously made from wood rather than bone. Ivy pokes out through where the neck might have been…
Light creeps through the void between you and…anywhere else. Eyes closed, but a glow gently comes to life, like the beginning of a slow breath.
The ancient, dusty diner was once a favorite of yours, and maybe even your parents. Or was it your teacher? Your…neighbor? Regardless, anticipation plays at the edges of your awareness,
At the edge of twilight, desire paths between neighborhoods foreshorten and fade into pockets of the dark. A patch of trees, meandering litter, and the ugly back sides of housing
Your first thought was that you woke up early. But, the ceiling isn’t right. Not wrong, but not yours. Your head flips from side to side, and this isn’t even
The long stone hallways are dark, with barely a hint of charcoal grey to guide your way. Still, you move forward, not quite sure how you got there but with