“You realize that this is the stupidest thing you've ever asked me to do.” “Yeah.” “And that I could go to the police and turn you in.”
Your body is a cage. Your power, a raging Bull. As my feet hit the ground running, those words from my childhood rang in my mind.
My Last Gift to You
The box sat in the corner of Arden’s dark room. The layer of dust that had settled over it was thick, and as the rest of the room went to disarray and disgust the box seemed to sit alone untouched in reverence among the grief-riddled carnage. Ovrr the mounting disarray of dirty clothes and stagnant air and old takeout boxes it presided- above all else the wrecked room it demanded Arden’s gaze turn away from it in shame.
- Second Place in SFS 1: Old Barn Challenge
Henry barely remembered to mumble a thanks as the psychiatrist handed him a prescription and ushered him from the office. Michael was in the waiting room, bowed over his phone. He looked up as Henry entered and jumped to his feet when he saw that it was him. Henry didn't say anything, but crossed the room and let Michael bundle him into a hug.
Dusk settled over the city of Aeon in a bright swathe of pink and blue. Stars began to peek out as the sun relented its great dominance to the moon, and the shadows it cast across Aeon dimmed into a greater darkness. In the Alpha district at the northern head of the city, people slowly began to filter indoors from their daily activities to prepare for the curfew at dark. Eventually, the sun sank below the horizon of the Taiman Wall, but still it threw its rays to the heavens as it neared the true horizon that Aeon’s people would never see.
Somewhere Beyond the Sea
My dearest Marian, I am sorry to say that I will soon be gone from this world. I hope you can forgive me. I waited for you here for thirty days- George and Anna left weeks ago. We couldn’t call you once the phone lines went down.
The Book that Made Me
On the morning of my high school graduation, I knew that I would not cry. Those four years of my life remain a time that I cannot entirely forgive or forget, no matter how distant I am from them. And I knew on the day where it became official that all I was going to feel that day was relief as I sat in that arena, waiting to throw my hat and go home.
Stick with Me
Finally, after ten long hours of boredom, Mitch’s shift came to an end. As Mitchell locked the bookshop for the evening and said goodbye to the part time worker who had closed with him, he realized how truly exhausted he was. His body ached, his mind felt frayed like worn rope, and the magic that thrummed under his skin prickled incessantly for release.