The light from the sky — sending purple mixed with the golden clouds — spread over the land against the fire sunset. It was as though an artist had decided to paint something overwhelming and at the same time utterly peaceful. You couldn’t help but be captured by the feeling that sometimes the world around…
Tag: short story
Her name is Hina
There is an old lady who calls to the ocean. She puts up her hands and it speaks to her. Her hair is silver. She’s been here for so long, but you could never tell how old she was. Her face is so smooth like a stone that has washed up on shore. Like one…
the girl on the tree
High up in the tree and she could see everything. She saw where the river bent into the setting sun in the distance. She saw the forest, which she assumed stretched forever. But it didn’t it went to a red rock mountain. With flat smooth surfaces exposed to the sun, she said to herself: that’s…
pool of green light
Within the river, there was a part of the water dammed up from a fallen tree. It created a clear pool as the other water passed by freely. Current pulling everything downwards. Far away. To where, she didn’t know. She just knew she hadn’t ever been there before. Loud insects called across the waving trees….
the forest dreams as she waits
Stars twinkling overhead. Wind was a little colder today than the day before. She sat outside the house, waiting, watching for the light to go out in the window. For someone to come in through the door. Eyes becoming heavy. Head, dizzy just a bit before her head drooped down. Comfortable and warm, despite the…
water always moving
There were a couple of grey smooth stones. She put them in a row curving around itself. If she found a stone that was wet on one side, she put that one facing the sky so the sun could heat it up and it would dry off. She did this for a while. She shifted…
house in the woods
Woke up at dawn and first thing she noticed was the light was out. She didn’t know if someone had done it or if it happened on its own. She didn’t see any other signs that someone had been around. But she felt groggy and it was taking a while to get used to being…
around the corner from something unknown
“Where are we?” The bird only cooed in response, looking at her with anticipation. Something was different. Where was the river? Where was the forest? Where was the twinkling light of the sunrise in the morning? No, this was a great empty hall and a hallowness — a sound she had never heard before. It…
song for the night
quiet nights and quiet stars sometimes stars can sing and see quiet moon and quiet branch trees that wave above to me This was the little song she made for herself when the wind was chilly and the sky turned dark. This was the song she sang to herself to keep only but herself company…
dancing pool of light
Spinning through outer space the girl tumbled back through time to the instantaneous moment when worlds collided and voices rang out. The girl was dizzy from her trip. The girl didn’t know where she was or who she was. The timeline was so murky, you see. And it was only a matter of conscience before…
The Dynamics of Groove 