Blindness
“You know when you’re outside really late at night, and everything is very quiet? You can sort of hear the silence expanding way into the distance?”
Witch Hazel
A faint chill began to seep around the edges of the room, but very slowly. A light breeze lifted some crumbs off one of the tables, and ruffled the flowers in their vase. Julie stood still, listening for sounds that would indicate some disaster or threat, but all she could hear was her own ragged breathing.
The Pizza Place
She calmed herself and headed straight for the counter, pretending not to notice them. She ordered her two slices of pepperoni and a Dr. Pepper, and was struggling to find her money when she heard Jake’s voice behind her.
The Architect
She was struck by them—their delicate forms at once sterile and profane; awkwardly shaped, yet obviously correct.
The Scales
“I used to have a dog, before we left—I mean, he’ll be long dead. But I’ll get another one, maybe. And birds. Remember sometimes, you’d wake up in the morning, and hear the birds outside?”
Antique Hideaway
Lace and shadows, tea laid on silver trays and the smell of incense lingered. She had made her attic into a nest, magpie-like—strange glints of old-fashioned jewellery, faded photographs. He couldn’t quite tell if she was serious, or if this … Continued
Garden Loop Trail
It was an odd, fitful autumn day. Bright sunlight burst periodically from dark clouds and felt like summer, and the wind died down and then rose up, suddenly. Dried leaves chattered and tumbled around the park. The remaining leaves glinted gold and green in the breeze. Everything seemed restless.