Wake. Sleep. Doze. Sleep. Wake. The moments of true wakefulness came so far apart, and so briefly, that they seemed nonexistent. Even when he managed to pull himself from the depths of drowsiness that had enveloped him, he caught only glimpses of the world: His room, in the dark of night, with only the stars … Continue reading Visitor
Category: Short Story
Leoth’s Last Night
Leoth had been building up this moment in his mind for weeks. He had idly considered this course of action several times over the last few years, but it was only in recent times that he had finally made up his mind. The notion that he might stay here forever had become unbearable. It was … Continue reading Leoth’s Last Night
More Interesting
There are rules, in this world, and there are consequences for breaking them. Some rules, like those of physics, are woven into the fabric of the world itself. Some are part of the social contract forged, over time and experience, by beings as they interact with one another. Some are impressed upon us by governing … Continue reading More Interesting
The One Who Fails
I tend to think of my life as defined by my mistakes. There are more of them than successes, so it’s easier, in a way, because it’s so much easier to think of times that I’ve messed up than it is to think of times I’ve done the right thing. Mistakes are a part of … Continue reading The One Who Fails
Insidious
Home is insidious. It sneaks up on you in ways you don’t expect, becoming a part of you even if you never asked for it. I don’t like it. I don’t like feeling attached to things, and I don’t like it when things happen without my consent. Nobody does. I didn’t want to live in … Continue reading Insidious
Table for More
“Mom, why are we at a table for four?” Dan’s mother had told him that this lunch date was just for the two of them. His first, fleeting thought upon seeing the extra chairs was sadness, because at one time, his father would have joined them. Then he had noticed that the table was next … Continue reading Table for More
Grandfather’s Story
“Hivara is beautiful,” Grandfather said. I rolled my eyes, because I knew, from that single phrase, where this would lead. I’ve heard Grandfather tell this story many times before, but my cousins, it seems, have not. “No she’s not!” said Ruon, the youngest of them. His face scrunched up with a level of offense reserved … Continue reading Grandfather’s Story
She Is Happy
She is happy. She has always liked to do things with her hands; she has always liked to make things, and to look upon them later and say, “I made this. I accomplished something.” She still makes things, sometimes. Knitted caps or scarves or gloves. Handmade greeting cards, for birthdays and anniversaries. Simple things, perhaps, … Continue reading She Is Happy
Belonging
“Khari, do you think we belong here?” Reid sat awkwardly against the wall of Khari’s tent. He knew he was welcome here, and he knew that Khari didn’t mind his presence, but he still felt slightly uncomfortable. He liked Khari. He was pretty sure she didn’t mind him, either. He’d just never felt quite as … Continue reading Belonging
Orua Session One: Awakening
His first few moments of waking touched upon him like a tormented dream. His whole body felt faint, as though it had been lost to him for an eternity and only just now had his mind finally found its way back. As he climbed closer into consciousness, ascending from a black pit deeper than any … Continue reading Orua Session One: Awakening
Daydreams 