Tranquil – a short story

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It is always cold. No matter how many fires I build, the halls remain frigid. Flame-light licks the walls like phantoms preying in the night—the only show I see down here. The smell and taste of dampness is like poison in the air I breathe—and it never departs. Though the labyrinth twists through the earth, I know the way out. But I cannot leave. I always feel their eyes watching, quizzing and burrowing into my soul.

Sometimes I hear them through the walls, like they slither, their powerful tails raking the dirt as they go—tails which should only serve them in the currents. It is only because of the fires that I can even see the pale ghosts. Fires they don’t want, and which they quickly extinguish when they care less than usual for my comfort. Continue reading “Tranquil – a short story”

The Unlikely Instigator

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After seeing the announcement on a supermarket television, a hefty, grey-haired man stood motionless at the till. In front of him was a trolley brimming with groceries. He held a wallet in one hand and a wad of cash in the other.

He was hesitant and merely stared at the cashier, unblinking and frozen. In that glaciated moment, a young man dressed in the tightest possible t-shirt and jeans, with short hair styled to stand on end, leapt into the store.

“Didn’t you here?” he yelled with a feral look in his eyes to match his unruly, black hair. Continue reading “The Unlikely Instigator”

My First Writing Collaboration

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A few days ago, I found out I had been selected to be part of an interesting project designed by Collabowriters. From the hundreds of submissions, I was picked to join three other writers.

I was obviously ecstatic. After all, I was trained as an engineer—hadn’t even thought of writing anything creative before mid-2015. And to find out that I had been chosen from a pool of hundreds of writers to be in the top 4—suffice to say, I was thrilled. Continue reading “My First Writing Collaboration”