“So that was my life—interminable days of boredom, torturous insomniac nights.”
Category Archive: Storytime
Nov 30 2013
Nov 16 2013
“Stay away from him,” Father told her later, but he always said that.
Nov 09 2013
“No you won’t,” Carmencita says, her head shaking. “It’s a curse. Or something.”
Nov 02 2013
Nothing is quite familiar. Nothing is completely strange. She almost thinks she recognises the place.
Oct 26 2013
So, suppressing our pervasive sense of trespassing, we moved into the abandoned dwellings, careful not to make any irreparable changes to accommodate our equipment.
Oct 19 2013
One last night here. Then I go home.
Oct 12 2013
“I’m going to make a run for it,” he said. “I know someone who can get me out.”
Oct 05 2013
Seeing the joy begin to dawn on my face, he grew troubled, then said slowly, “She’ll go crazy if she hears you speak. She’ll die.”
Sep 28 2013
When my books empty out at night, they go to the library at Taarona.
Sep 21 2013
“But how had I known that this man’s name was Margovan?”