It was the thunder that woke her up. She opened her eyes slowly. Then rolled on to her back, and … More

Last night I dreamt I fell through a hole in a cold winter’s night, and found myself walking along a … More

She had not wanted to go home. Going home was to face something, to hide it, to lie about it. … More

The world was muffled, as though someone had drawn her thick woollen hat down around her ears. She pressed her … More

Their hiking boots bumped awkwardly under the pub table. She pulled away. He sighed softly. “What are we doing?” She … More

Forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine. Olwen counted her steps along the coastal path. In the corner of her eye she noticed as … More

She walked out of the water. The wind whipped the warning flags. Though she did not feel it. The sun … More

He went to visit at the wall. Through the great, glass screen the water reached into the great beyond. In … More

The wicked weasel weaved his way through the woods under the cover of the night. A storm blew far above, … More

Somewhere high above and far away, the onlookers, the keepers of life, keep an eye on our game. In their … More