She was sitting in the dentist-like long chair, her head covered with sticky electrodes. There were far more screens, and electronic devices she couldn’t even name, than she could have imagined. The crowd of doctors, nurses and other specialists was quite impressive, and when the room went dark, and she was blinded by some…… Continue reading Delete? – Part 1
She sat alone in the darkness of the cigar lounge. Penny had already texted her a thousand times begging her to meet Damien and her at the restaurant where they were having a late dinner. Penn disapproved, but she didn’t care. The jazz quartet played on stage and she enjoyed the cozy atmosphere of the…… Continue reading Reunion…
Hello Lovelies! Some of you have encountered Cibelle & Vohne already. They have been living in the back of my head for a while now, and I thought it was about time I gave them a place of their own… I had not realized how many posts were already out, featuring my two beloved characters.…… Continue reading Cibelle & Vohne…
S’il faut m’abaisser à ça, pour te faire frémir encore… C’est que tu n’es que luxure. Ton grand coeur, un corps mort… Je ne suis pas une catin qui vulgairement s’expose! Et, bien franchement, la question se pose… Qu’es-tu devenu, mon amour, mon ami? C’est bien vrai, ce que l’on dit… Le stupre avilit!…… Continue reading Micro poésie du vendredi…
Peviously posted May 30th of 2017. via Daily post prompt – Buff She put a log in the fire, and returned silently to the kitchen. The kettle was about to whistle, and she took it off the stove, just in time. She wasn’t thirsty, per say, but making tea was a ritual that calmed her,…… Continue reading The letter…
Previously posted on January 29th of 2017. She pulled out the keys and unlocked the door. She had waited for that moment for weeks, and as she entered the penthouse, she took each step carefully. She wanted to enjoy every second. She was exactly where she wanted to be, and the fact that he…… Continue reading Stay…
Lying in bed, she held the phone close to her ear, trying to carve in her mind each and every word he spoke, knowing they’d most probably be the last he would grant her. She was not quite past the shock of coming back to an empty house yet, but she now managed to…… Continue reading Don’t you wish…
The tender moon’s coo, breaking on the horizon chasing Midnight Blue .
Previously posted on February 17th of 2016. You wish I were… I think you probably believe I am. All yours, your one and only, yours truly… But you are wrong. Just because you brought me home doesn’t mean I am yours… It was love at first sight for you, I saw it right away.…… Continue reading I am not yours…
Hello Lovelies! As you might (or very possibly might not) remember, last October, I played “cadavre exquis” with a couple of fellow bloggers. You can catch up with my first invitation here. Colin, Suze, The Bag Lady and Urban Liaisons participated and the result was pretty amazing, especially for a first shot! I’d like…… Continue reading Cadavre exquis, anyone? – Take 2
Cyranny's Cove 