Every day of that week, the boy journeyed to the tower. The first few times, he felt a little lost, that the feeling in his belly was leading him astray. But he always ended up at the tower, smiling up at the girl. And, as the days passed, he found he could find the tower … Continue reading Part 4: Blurred Days
Do you ever feel that something you've dreamed about your entire life, something that you want more than anything, that you're willing to do whatever it takes for, isn't actually meant for you? Lately, I've been entertaining the notion that perhaps not everybody's dreams are meant to come true. Perhaps wanting it more than anything … Continue reading An Interruption
Neither the girl, nor the boy could quite believe what they were seeing. The former thought she must still be dreaming, and that if she even dared to blink, she'd awake in her bed, to the same sounds she was accustomed to hearing. The latter was trying to understand the situation he was currently in, … Continue reading Part 3: And So They Met
In that same far away land, long ago, there lived a boy with his mother. His father had died many moons before but left his mother and him a sum of money large enough to keep them comfortable. And, with the money his mother made from her art pieces beloved all over the village, the … Continue reading Part 2: The Boy
Long ago, in a far away land, there lived a girl all alone in a tower, surrounded by a lush forest. At the base of the tower, a dragon was stationed, and every morning the girl would look out her window and hear the snores and see the curling tendrils of smoke rising from the … Continue reading Part 1: The Girl
Today's prompt: Pick a really memorable person from your childhood. Describe them. Avoid adverbs.
George suffered from schizophrenia for years before an official diagnosis was made. It changed him completely. I could no longer recognise my husband. And after he was dismissed from psychiatric care, it only got worse. For months he stayed home, ate very little, if at all, ignored the doctor’s orders. He just walked around, none … Continue reading Who Are You