Fri, 13 November 2020
Myriam had little patience left for Calvin’s nonsense, and yet his litany of complaints seemed to grow with every step. |
Fri, 30 October 2020
Tonight, as is tradition, a ghost story. |
Mon, 26 October 2020
Despite the distance he’d travelled, despite the years he’d waited, Mukki found himself fighting the urge to sprint from the shore. |
Fri, 16 October 2020
He’d been reduced to riffling through his memory for nonsense trivia and unlikely anxieties to keep himself awake. |
Sun, 4 October 2020
The land had been soured for him, yet he couldn’t seem to leave. |
Mon, 28 September 2020
It was tempting to trade off the spear for a bit - tempting to hand it to Calvin and let him hunch in wait, but the thought was tempered by her memory of the monster; of its face split and its slabs of fangs exposed. |
Tue, 22 September 2020
Mukki stood on Pebble Beach and took the weight of the flat rock in his hand. |
Tue, 15 September 2020
There wasn’t much of a world for quite a while. Panic had gotten him - panic had gnawed at his calf muscle, panic had laid him out. |
Fri, 4 September 2020
It was a long bus ride, and the lumbering gray beast stopped regularly |
Sun, 30 August 2020
The thin silver line of fear that ran along her spine, mimicking the chill of the cold wall, would help keep her awake. |