A wisp of smoke in the pitch black. It rises up from the ground and curls, like a incandescent snake climbing towards the moonlight. From its base, cracks of crimson shoot out towards you. You stop... in case the ground is about to fall apart. You know you should run, but your hammering, awe-filled heart keeps you to rooted to the… Continue reading The Middle of a Vanishing Act
'Twas the night before NaNoWriMo and all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The writing desk by the window was tidied with care, In hopes that inspiration soon would be there; Characters were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of plotlines danced in their heads. The characters were so quiet,… Continue reading NaNoWriMo Eve
She got to the station at 11.58 PM. She realised as she blinked at the electronic clock on the wall that she hadn't even considered the possibility that there wouldn't be any trains running at this time of night. She'd just packed up and stormed out. There was nobody around for her to ask, the station was empty-… Continue reading Lunar Express
Throwback to an older post because I’m too tired and full of the cold to write a new one today.
He emerged from the shadows. A streetlight shone down on him, turning his blonde hair into a halo and forming a pool of ethereal light at his feet. His piercing green eyes spoke directly to her heart. She was instantly enamoured. Love at first sight.
He smiled and she felt warm. He beckoned her over, towards the light. She went without question, amazed he’d noticed her at all.
She stepped in to the light around him. His outstretched hand turned in to a claw. He scooped out her eyes. And love at first sight became the last thing she ever saw.
There is a city that can only be found by those who are truly lost. It starts in your soul, a tiny pin-prick of pain that you don't notice until it spreads through your veins in to your heart. Your body feels wrong and your thoughts are heavy, numb. Everything around you is hazy- like… Continue reading The Lost City
There's a parasite that lives behind mirrors. A detailed shadow that stares back at you when you clean your teeth or get caught in the dark screen between episodes of a Netflix show. It watches the way you walk past shop windows. It studies you from reflective surfaces at times when you think nobody is… Continue reading The Reflection of You
Pictures sent back from early probes had only partially prepared her for how much the new planet looked like Earth. Well... how much it looked like Earth before they'd all fucked it up. Planet B had been hailed by many back home as a miracle. It had been discovered by an expedition that had run… Continue reading Planet B
The music crackles and he takes my hand for the very first time. The record spins, he spins me with it. We laugh. We dance. We kiss. His song is on repeat. It becomes our song. It plays at our wedding. It plays our daughter to sleep. She plays it herself when she is sad.… Continue reading On Repeat
There's something in the way you move that reminds me of him. It flickers across your face and changes you. Momentarily. And then you are back. I wonder if it's co-incidence or if my masochistic subconscious latched on to it as we fell in love. Worse still, I wonder if you picked it up from me.… Continue reading Circular
The news screams of war. Nuclear sirens and wildfires, Flooded homes Extremists taking their fight To the streets. I try to memorize the way you look at me The way my name sounds on your lips How warm you are, how safe. Politicians in hot water Displaced children Without a home nation On a boiling… Continue reading Apocalypse