Poppy nods in agreement with her back to him. He looks at her for a few seconds. Then he takes out his gun and points it at her. His hands are shaking.
In the beginning of time, when the earth was still young, the Great Mother had chosen the round Sun and the crescent Moon to rule the skies together as one. It was agreed that the Sun would soar the sky during the day parading his strong golden light, and when Night came to spread his... Continue Reading →
Peter made a quick decision; reaching them he opened the lid on one and jumped inside. But his feet never touched the bottom. He cried out. He was falling.
It was a particularly cold and rainy day. The wind whipped the little droplets onto the windows, producing a soft drumming sound. I absolutely loved that sound. It always brought with it pleasant memories; cozying up across from the fireplace with a good book and a hot cup of tea, much like today, or being... Continue Reading →