Imogen is small. The sofa cushions could swallow her in a single bite. She is nestled between them, pigtails perfectly still. There is a juice stain that she tried to […]...Read More
The colours shimmer; tiny particles of light lashed against the rocky surface. They cling, silvery beads of hope, like fresh oysters. They wink at passersby — or rather, swimmers by. […]...Read More
The jade green water lapped at the side of the gondola. Overhead, ominous silver clouds were gathering together in a joint ambush on the floating city. The air was thick […]...Read More
Aim: Include food within the narrative. Maximum 500 words. He grunted, his release evident in the sticky sheen that now coated her thighs. He let her feet fall to the […]...Read More
Evie knelt in front of the great wooden crucifix mounted on the Church wall. Her fingers clasped together, knuckles white. She focused on Jesus. His eyes looked hollow. Maybe he […]...Read More
Whit sat at the computer desk, shoulders hunched forward, protecting the screen from prying eyes. That was, if they weren’t already prying. These words were dangerous. Their elaborate sequences reac...Read More