Blogging · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Easy tips to make a stranger smile…

  We all enjoy a little free kindness in our lives, don’t we? You know, the kind of little things that you haven’t asked for, that come unexpectedly, and just make your day? We all deserve a free smile, or to have a random door held open when your arms are full, or even better,…… Continue reading Easy tips to make a stranger smile…

Blogging · Fiction · stories · Travel

Home.

  Home is a strange concept for me. Most people need to return to their house to feel ”home”. Most people have a place where they feel grounded. I never had roots, I don’t feel any attachment to a certain place. I often got sorry looks when I tried to explain my rootlessness. I don’t…… Continue reading Home.

Blogging · Fiction · stories · Travel

In between…

  A constant hum, the steady and subtle vibration rocks me in some kind of half-sleepiness… Not quite awake, yet not knocked down by the long hours spent getting ready for this, I float in between waters. I wish counsciousness would go for a walk down the aisle, and give me a much needed break.…… Continue reading In between…

Blogging · Fiction · Travel

The second floor window…

  I should have known. I should have known from the start something like this would happen. Just typical of me, wouldn’t you say? But who am I kidding, and how could you know? You don’t even have a clue about who I am… You probably haven’t even noticed me yet. Or maybe you have.…… Continue reading The second floor window…

Blogging · Cibelle & Vohne · fantasy

The Stranger…

The skies were painted a menacing pallet of greys since morning. It hadn’t rained yet, but the clouds were thick enough for the sunflowers to be confused, and that alone was an infaillible promise of a strong storm coming. Cibelle was sitting in the garden, singing to a patch of reluctant turnips refusing to grow.…… Continue reading The Stranger…

Blogging · Fiction · short

I want to hear you scream…

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…

Blogging · Daily Prompt · Flash fiction · short

Stalk her…

I wonder if you noticed, when I let my fingers brush against the tip of your curly red hair today, in the subway… Probably not, there were so many people around, I probably could have been bolder, getting away with it. It is a nice neighbourhood you live in, sweetheart. Nice and quiet… Too quiet…… Continue reading Stalk her…