The New Thing
Once the centerpiece of Saturday night dinner parties, I now rule of a kingdom of dust and worn memories. I used to fill these halls with music, laughter, and…
Once the centerpiece of Saturday night dinner parties, I now rule of a kingdom of dust and worn memories. I used to fill these halls with music, laughter, and…
” Daniel, ” it crooned again, ” Relax, there’s no use getting upset like this. ” These words were accompanied by two hands placed gently upon Daniel’s…
“Martizema,” he whispered. He felt a resonating pulse of welcome that made him shudder. It spilled upward, tickling his right ear. ” Daniel, ” the presence…
The chest was heavy in the boys arms,though not as heavy as his heart. His father had died at the gallows that very morn after being found guilty of the…
A boy awakens. The dust of the attic is peacefully settled about him, and the sun no longer streams through the window. Pale light now sifts through, pitiably…
He has discovered a treasure, though he does not yet realize it; a box of polaroid pictures wedged between a dusty box of records and Aunt Bertha’s old…
“What’cha got there, Celia?” She turned quickly from her hunched position over the small trunk; Max stood, half-silhouetted, in the doorway. Despite his lank…