Stories tagged “MIST”

  • Eleanor's Dare

    It's one of those mornings--an anything-is-better-than-pretending-to-sleep-while-I-actually-just-worry sort of morning.

    It's the third morning of its kind this week. I'll be into work two hours early. Again.

    I've flipped through the radio stations, a…

    Posted 8 years ago
  • Fog

    In the fog, shapes are unclear. Shadows move in and out of wisps of gray; darker spaces undulate close and fade back into the swirls. My senses are alert, but every soft breeze sends panic down my spine. I close my eyes and put my hands out.

    There is no…

    Posted 9 years ago