To get away once emboldens the mind. Yes, it does. Significantly so. Have faith, they say. Have faith. In God. In others. In the System. In… yourself. Yourself. ************* They surround you now. Their faces are taut. You can sense, behind those eyes, behind the starched white shirts and glittering school badges, fear. They are…
Creative Writing, OldVenue
Creative Writing: A Beauty and Her Beast
The roses trembled. “Beauty,” said Beast, and blinked large cow-like eyes. She glanced at them too, lips pursed. “Yes. I suppose so.” The petals were starting to crisp, wilting, colour deadened. Only against their framework of anaemic earth did they seem to glow, helped along by setting-sunlight. “You,” said Beast. “Me?” “You.” And he meant…