Salvation. "The angels are coming to save me!" Rose pressed her hands to the glass and wept. She needed to beckon the angels to their sanctuary so they could save her. After weeks of torment, locked away in a strange place, she longed for a sign it was all over and she could be absolved …
Tag: short fiction
Arcane Insane – Part 11
22. Origins. Dark jagged teeth snatch at the air. People are screaming. She is going to die. It has all been for nothing. All she can see is a swirling mass of thick black fog and a man reaching out to save her. But she can't reach his hand. The blackness swallows her. She screams …
Buddha Rocks Project Day 7: Pumpkin Army
Pumpkins come in two by two. Hurrah! Hurrah! Form up! Onward march! Answering the call - All Hallows Eve. Prepare for carving. Illuminate our faces. With weapons of treats and tricks. Spooky lanterns. Autumn's dusk. Tasty pie! If you want to join in the Buddha Rocks Project here are the rules: 7 days of posts. …
Buddha Rocks Project Day 6: Floopy
Guard duty versus infinite weariness. Snore. Lazy ears. Lazy eyes. Nap time. Alert yet floopy. Snuggled and cosy. Long days sniffing, panting, licking, chasing. Leave a message at the snooze. My bouncy tail will return. Woof. If you want to join in the Buddha Rocks Project here are the rules: 7 days of posts. 1 …
Buddha Rocks Project Day 5: Token
Winter's breath chases Autumn's cool embrace. Slithers of ice adorn my window. Beautiful jewellery dazzle in morning sun. Frosty pearls cling to shivering leaves. Diverse umber covered in white shrouds. Token gesture of things to come. If you want to join in the Buddha Rocks Project here are the rules: 7 days of posts. 1 …
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