memories of the fairytale’s prince In a clearing that had lost its detail and remained only its space and existence were four children. Two boys of bronze skin and golden hair, and the other set of twins the boys both called Flower. One of the boys, louder and brash, was usually not to play with…
Tag: fear
comfort in fear | saturday prose
comfort in the nothingness piece ~ It is in the sleepiness of stillness in the unwinding of the night, that we are most perceptible to the shattering reality of discomfort. ~ Footsteps drag themselves through leaves outside my window, and rather than only drawing nearer, they move in some languid orbit. It is in this…
Six Word Story
There is no bravery without fear. ~ Sammicakes “It wasn’t brave because he wasn’t scared: it was the only thing he could do. But going back again […] when he was really scared. That was brave. […] When you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.” — Neil Gaiman, Coraline
hotel it do be make you happy
last night’s nightmare. I didn’t know we were going to a hotel until I opened my eyes one morning and found myself in one. I asked my parents where we were, and they responded with tight, wide smiles that made their cheeks touch their ears. This was a bad answer to me, so I turned…
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