The edge of the night began to fade into oblivion, performing a disappearing act as it faced the new light of the morning that began to overpower the sky. It was the first day after the long dark of the solstice. The first day that every day would begin to grow a little bit brighter. … Continue reading A Brand New Era.
Category: prose
Defector.
It was difficult to say where the lines met between the ending of one chapter and the beginning of the next. I found myself on the precipice of something that had only just begun to unfold, like the first breath of a fresh spring breeze with a note of curiosity in the air of things … Continue reading Defector.