It was just before sunrise in a long rectangular mirror that I noticed the whites of my eyes stir. Matted with both coldness and familiarity, I was reminded of the stranger that had long ago pulled me from the flames that claimed… Read More ›
Fantasy
It’s Too Late to Say It’s Never Too Late
It was the pause between her haunted words that terrified me. Of course, it was her words repeated to the others that terrified them. Not because it was something she said, or the days between her visits, but because… Read More ›