fiction

I knew it was wrong but the allure in the starling sky that spring evening was overpowering – the same …

She felt like she was mourning over something, but she didn’t know what. She was gripped by a terrible nostalgia …

We searched for them at ever increasing speeds, around every twist and looming mountainous turn in the road. “There!” screeched …

“The owner wants us to destroy them, so smash them on the ground.” Jannis is holding one of three tiny …

“I am not mad. I am eccentric perhaps–at least certain people say so…” Hercule Poirot Madness…lunacy…and the hot Egyptian sun… …

He lived in a grey cluster of houses funded by taxpayers. The sun seemed embarrassed to show its face, but it did …