I am the black night at your window. I am the stars in your eyes. I am the pain in your mind. I am your thoughts when you’re thinking and the tears in your eyes. I am the beating of your heart. I am the turning of your life. I am the breeze in your… Continue reading I AM
Somewhere far beyond the boundaries of human knowledge exists the guardian. It is a force so controlled from within itself it can never be damaged. It has a power so strong it can never be captured. With it, it carries a passion so deep that you’ll never find the bottom. And for a small few… Continue reading The Guardian
Surreptitious existence marked by cryptic messages. By Shari Marshall -2019
A mirror looking one way reveals copper tears falling into a gold coloured vase. Through the crystal years I waited. Through the diamond nights I cried rubies, jewels, and emeralds that I once saw in his eyes. Sapphires that cut like daggers in a pearly white mist. I lost my precious gem beneath it; it’s… Continue reading Missing Reflections
News headlines in a frenzy. Conspiracy theorists speculating wildly. Nobody with any real answers and the missing person list growing larger every day. The heat from the incinerator is almost too much to bare. Couple that with the feeling of sweat and soot coating the skin and it is enough to drive a person insane.… Continue reading Unidentified
As she looked down on his lifeless form she wondered how they could have gone their whole lives together without her knowing his secret. The pain of his omission was still fresh and she urged to lash out at him but instead struggled with the unjust reality that she would never be able to. Instead… Continue reading When double lives cross
It all started with a cup of coffee. It wasn’t even a good cup of coffee, but how was I supposed to know what the cup of coffee was predicting? I always expected the moment I’d be forced to shrug off my sleepy little life would happen with words whispered into my ear by… Continue reading Watered Down Coffee & A Manila Envelop
The forest looked different this morning after days of rain. The eerie feeling hadn’t washed away but instead was magnified by a heavy silence. The branches on the trees pulled towards the ground and with no wind to stir them it felt oppressive and suffocating. The small snippets of sky that could be seen… Continue reading The Rain
The follow story snippet was written in response to this month’s theme of contrast as well as the picture prompt below. Strange Dwellings There had been stories of dwarves, fairies, hobbits and any number of other strange humanish creatures. At first it was just the stories of the house that reached my ears. A strange… Continue reading Strange Dwellings
The room is dimly lit by recessed lighting. Its dimmer switch is currently set to a low setting to draw little to no attention into the room. The walls are a dirty yellowish colour. They are bare, no clock, no pictures, and nothing decorative or inviting. Sydni is aware of hushed voices behind her talking… Continue reading Interrogation
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 