She stood there. Her head was tilted back slightly. The air circulated through her hair. It wasn’t warm but wasn’t cold. The temperature teetered between seasons unsure of which way …
Fear is a cell that will imprison you. Fear will make your heart cold. Fear is the split second between now and the future. Do not be afraid. Fear is …
The house is quiet. The house is quiet, not silent. The tap, brap, tap, dap –– tap. of the keyboard cuts through the still air of the house. The boiler …