Tag Archives: despair

Help Me

“These days no-one can just kill anyone anymore,” Jason said with distaste. “They have to make a show of it, something arty and pretentious.” He had a point. I looked at the sign scrawled in blood on the wall: “Help … Continue reading

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Forsaken

After the war all signs of vibrancy were gone. We went, my friend and I, to the old mall where once we’d spent many a lazy, pointless morning. It had been a tribal rite of sorts, the meetings in the … Continue reading

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Dilemma

On the in between plain Edward faced his dilemma. His calculations had been precise enough to bring him here, but here wasn’t what he expected. Though, if he were honest, he hadn’t really known what to expect. Time travel hadn’t … Continue reading

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The Hanged Girl – Twenty

  Lisa woke alone, to the sound of police sirens outside her house. She barely had time to register the sad loneliness of waking without Damien there, not even knowing he had left her in the night or what to … Continue reading

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The Hanged Girl – Nineteen

Early the next morning the school revellers were awaking. Little real studying had occurred the evening before, and perhaps even the principal would admit that was not really the intended or expected outcome of the event. It was more about … Continue reading

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The Hanged Girl – Eighteen

Lisa took the day off from the bookstore, claiming a migraine and getting the casual staff member Bruce to watch over the business for her in her absence. But in truth it was not a migraine that kept her away … Continue reading

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Beaten

I gaze in this mirror but can’t see my face Something quite other has taken its place Where once there was sunshine the sky is dull grey Now that my soul has been beaten away I whispered a question, the … Continue reading

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