There are two of them. They slumber in their nest. Lanky limbs intertwine despite the African heat and their breathing mirrors the season’s kiss. The one is soft, infant-like, with large pokey eyes and a pointed snout. Her hair flaps around her, unveiling pink ears and a wishbone scar. In her limbo, she seems aware … Read more
Boisterous laughter echoed through the passageway. It was another icy Winter’s morning, the solstice of the season. The aroma of the fireplace filled the living room as Lady Hazel chatted excitedly. Heather, the Lady’s Pomeranian, nestled deep into the Persian rug, waking every few minutes startled by the Lady’s outbursts, then canoodling back into her … Read more
Alice stared, her jaw gravitating towards the marble floor. Before her eyes was the handmaid. Alongside the handmaid stood a bucket of brown muck surrounded by a pool of dirty water. A wrangled mop lay cast aside. In the pool was a whole raw chicken drenched in the swampy fluid. Lady Hazel was stationed before … Read more
It was the peak of a great war, the first, really, of the century. Tears lingered on the streets of the busy city like rain. Hospitals were drowning with the fallen men and women, citizens riddled with the wave of panic and hysteria. Lady Hazel watched from her high bedroom tower. She was safe there; … Read more
The Painter walked through his gallery; it was found above his bedroom of the cottage, where a wooden staircase led to the attic. He had many cottages, each for a different purpose. This cottage was hidden deep within the forest, and was especially for his paintings and his time away to create. The air smelled … Read more