Nature holds it load of mystery. Perfect puzzles to humble thee… No matter how clever, sure, you’ll never be! the egg or the chicken? The acorn or the tree? If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: Close up on an acorn next to a…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
I light a cigarette, fill my cup, tilt my head… I drink your silence, head spinning from the mystery. Your blurred lines forcing me to close my eyes for a moment. Speak softly, but don’t say too much… Men always end up lying anyway. Take care of the sun for me, will you? While…… Continue reading Late evening monologue…
Tempting door, ajar… Would I dare lessen my guard? Alluring riddle. Via Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Lessen
How many times had she thought about it? Enough to be curious, obviously. She had seen it so many times on tv. Shows about people who had mysteriously vanished from their homes… No sign of kidnapping, no apparent reason for leaving their life behind. No clues as to where they would have gone.…… Continue reading Gone…
Via Daily Prompt: Cloaked They might have thought that she was seeking the protection of a strong man’s arms… Or the promise of a safe fortress. She looked fragile to a stranger’s eye. Quick to snap and easy to bring to tears, but what eluded most was the inner strenght she was building out…… Continue reading Cloaked…
She had always hated Halloween. For some reason, all the death themed decorations spooked her. Plastic skeletons and fake spiders didn’t scare her, but she knew the build up of black, white and orange house ornating knickknacks was the countdown to the actual celebration… Celebration, what a word! She didn’t understand how people could…… Continue reading Cadavre Exquis – the result!
She shivered again, when the message ended with the mysterious stranger’s will. The cell phone still pressed against her ear, she listened to the long breath that preceeded total silence. What now? It wasn’t the first message left anonymously on her voicemail, but she could feel the longing in this one. I want to hear…… Continue reading I want to hear you scream…
Where am I?
People are really on my case… Andrew first, though he still denies everything about the daisies, and now Sandy. She says some guy has been calling the office just saying “Mathilda?….” and hanging up when she offered to transfer the call. Twice, just two miserable times… Sandy is big on late night serial killer shows.…… Continue reading Stalk her…
Music to my ears… You have no idea. When this lady came accross you on the sidewalk, and recognized you! I can still hear her… “Hello Mathilda…” Mathilda… How angelic. Mathilda, I couldn’t have picked a better name for you, myself. It fits you so well… Rare, romantic, soft, beautiful. My sweet Mathilda. I should…… Continue reading Stalk her…
Cyranny's Cove 