She bent over the skillet, and almost got high on the bacon baking scent. The sun had not yet risen over the horizon, and to be quite honest, she wasn’t even hungry. She leaned towards the fridge door, and grabbed a sausage to throw in the pan. On any other day, she would have…… Continue reading The hermit – part 5
The sun was shining bright despite the otherwise greyish November weather. The light had awakened her just minutes before the clock’s irritating alarm. Enjoying one last moment under the warm duvet, she wondered if she had dreamt this whole thing. Doctor Weinster’s voice resonated in her head, still. But this seemed so real. Of course,…… Continue reading Delete? – Part 2
Cyranny's Cove 