The Lady’s Lullaby

About the Story This little short story is probably a rather strange interpretation of the song that inspired it. While listening to a radio show of a friend of mine, I heard a beautifully written song by Zoë Wren. The song is one of the tracks on her album which can be purchased on Bandcamp. … Continue reading The Lady’s Lullaby

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The Flower Man.

Every day on my way to work I pass by a grand old house with a beautiful garden set out in the front yard. A sign attached to the mailbox advertises flowers for sale and an elderly man sits in a rocking chair on the wide veranda with a cup of tea by is side … Continue reading The Flower Man.

Nightshade

As I leaned back in my chair i emptied my goblet of its contents and placed it on the small table beside me. With a long exhalation of breath that was more for show than anything i gazed about the bar, my gaze landing on a beauty with hair as black as night and unusual … Continue reading Nightshade

Flash Fiction: Her Lost Love.

The last post on his Facebook is the cute photo of us reclining on the beach as the sun sets with our hands linked and a flower tucked behind my ear. My hair danced in the sea breeze as I laughed, while he leant in for a kiss. I can still remember what his lips felt like as they pressed into mine. If I try hard enough, I can still feel the warmth of his hands as he pulled me close and brushed my hair away from my face.