Dream Journal: Strings
In awe, your gaze follows one string of light that went towards your left. As you reach the end, you see someone else staring back at you. Continue reading Dream Journal: Strings
Tag: Short Stories
Princess #7
Sorrow was sitting alone in the living room where he talked to Hope only a few days before. Continue reading Princess #7
The Piano – Aidan Gibbons
“We do not remember days, we remember moments” – Cesare Pavese Continue reading The Piano – Aidan Gibbons
Trojans
Have you ever heard the sound of a heart breaking? I have, and it was my own. Continue reading Trojans
Colors
She woke up in a world where no colors existed. Everywhere she looks, it was dark. Continue reading Colors
