Break From Reality. Daily.
This story is by Rowan Rook and was part of our 2019 Summer Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Her eyes stare through me, shedding tears she doesn’t acknowledge. The first time she saw me like this, she screamed. Now all she has for me is silence. I must look…
I . . . don’t want to do this. I’ve visited Illias village to claim hundreds of sacrifices on hundreds of new moon nights, but this is the first time that thought breaches the swamp of dread in my stomach. I don’t want to do this.
I stop at the top of the valley. The village is dark. Its people are hiding, the way they always do.
At least the stars stay out for me.
This story is by Rowan Rook and was part of our 2017 Fall Writing Contest. You can find all the writing contest stories here. Even though a year had passed since Emma had seen Clyde, his face looked exactly as she remembered it. Unkempt amber hair framed painfully familiar features. His lips seemed as tender…
