What was it that first stirred my sleeping brain to your presence? The slight tap of your finger against the window pane or that tired old notion of your body knowing someone is watching you. I don't think you meant to possibly wake me but your nail tinkled against the glass making you draw back … Continue reading A fingertip on glass
Literary lovelies! Welcome to another Writing Prompt Wednesday. I was going to say this is a short but sweet one, although it starts out sweet yet doesn't end as such. The first real thing I noticed about her, was how her hands were like ice. I felt the urge to grasp them within mine, wanting … Continue reading Hands
Hello, again literary lovelies, We find ourselves yet again on a Writing Prompt Wednesday. This prompt caught my eye as I am not usually a horror genre writer, although my prompts usually are dark and twisty. The reflective film rippled as I threw myself backward, my elbows scraped against the narrow stone corridor. I wanted … Continue reading What’s in a reflection?