A Heavy Rain

It rained earth this morning.

FFfAW- Memories in the Stones

Photo prompt provided by Louise of the blog The Storyteller's Abode. Thank you, Louise! The street is old. Emerald moss grows on weathered grey roofs. The walls are the sort of grey that's on the edge of black. I don't like old things. I can feel the history in them. Hear me out before you...

Equinox- Short Story

I’m in a patch of forest where winter is always present. The leaves here have long since leapt off their branches and now they only crackle beneath my boots. The trees are skeletons and the sky is a grim, grey, gloomy, overcast veil. A river only as wide as a door runs through this forest....