The Island

With no apparent warning, something breached the otherwise placid waves. Offering no hope of premonitions, the entire scene was hopelessly transformed before it could possibly be comprehended. The perfect sheen over the water had burst, erupting into an ominous fountain, only momentarily concealing from the islanders the emerging threat. For centuries, the great beasts of... Continue Reading →

Harmless Escapism: Unspoken actions

               “Thomas Fairfax.” I glanced around, intrigued. Another character to acquaint myself with. A name I had never heard before. Here I was, I position I’d never have believed imaginable. On the perimeter of a crime scene, cordoning off one shop from the remainder of the high-street. About to be introduced to some senior member.... Continue Reading →

The March of the Midges

An impossibly vast carpet of blue melted into the distant horizon, the cloudless sky bleeding almost imperceptibly into the water. From here, the sea appeared everything that was. Coated by a shimmering sheen, the waves had journeyed thousands of unbroken miles to visit the cliff face, which stood quaking at the land’s end. Now glistening,... Continue Reading →

Harmless Escapism – Charitable endeavours

Something about the image was wrong. Again. Having adopted my usual camouflage, already slick with mud, I was hurtling once more towards the trees at the foot of the hill, upon which my house resided. As they imposed themselves, extending higher with each thundering step, I realised some element was distinctly out of place, though... Continue Reading →

Revolution.

I felt it tangibly. We were all of us impassioned by our rigorous adherence to the truth. Determined to defend, with force if necessary, the righteousness of our beliefs. To rebel against an evil government which had, for too long now, been abusing our people. A decaying body of authority with corruption-riddled limbs oozing the... Continue Reading →

The Face in the Mirror

Ever felt that creeping sensation of being watched? Appearances are not what they seem. When a man’s reflection becomes possessed by its own life force, he is compelled to embark upon a journey of discovery, testing the limits of his bravery.

The Pier

There was a sharp, cutting edge to the air. Icy water caressed the sore, decaying wooden limbs of the pier, which extended out into the bay in a perfect metaphor for human endeavour. So close, eagerly stretching towards those twinkling lights, the sparkling appeal of something better, yet falling short. Here, balanced on the railings,... Continue Reading →

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