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
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,… Continue reading First Sight
I picked up a book and dusted it off. It smelled just like an old book should. I took it to the counter, swiped my membership card and heard a satisfying beep. There used to be someone who'd stamp books with the return date, but it's all done electronically now. I don't mind the new… Continue reading Hidden Doors
Death smells differently depending on which side of it you are on. To those left behind it is stagnant, rotting and somehow... cold? It slows down the air until it is thick like soup. It makes people around it still, but uncomfortable. For those who walk with the Grim Reaper, death carries another fragrance… Continue reading The Smell of Death
The room is set up like always, just the Professor and I and a few empty chairs. He attaches electrodes to my head and we begin. When we are done for the day The Professor shows me the readings that the various machines had been taking- graphs and charts that I pretend to understand. I’m… Continue reading An Experiment
He'd been climbing for about four days when bad weather struck- a violent and sudden snowstorm that threatened to push him off the craggy mountain. The blizzard circled him, making it difficult to see more than a few feet ahead. Snow clung to his glasses, the cold bit at his neck and nibbled on his… Continue reading Light on the Mountainside
For Sale: A spacious, four bedroom house in a quiet neighbourhood. 10 minute drive from the beach and 15 from the City centre. Bedrooms are all large with stunning sea views. Newly refurbished kitchen and dining area. Ideal family home. Property also comes with an attic ghost. Not creepy, just extremely cranky (especially around holidays).… Continue reading For Sale: One Nearly Empty House