Stories tagged “MIST”
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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