Miss Taylor: Part VII

Blurry. Then dark. Then blurry. Then dark again. She lay there for another moment, then let her eyes roll open again, this time resting them halfway as things began to focus. Her stomach hurt - but it always did. She'd been to every doctor in the country expecting to find out she had cancer or … Continue reading Miss Taylor: Part VII


Tilly: Excerpt

She stumbled into the warm glow of the frosty cave. Her legs ached, her feet throbbed, and the tips of her fingers were slowly morphing into miniature icycles. The soft warmth in the air sought to envelope her as she pulled off her coat and welcomed the throes of the silent fog. She was so … Continue reading Tilly: Excerpt