Dancing In darkness

Time, time is cruel. You can say whatever you want, but you can never understand that time is a complete bastard. There is nothing exceptional about it; the problem is what they do not tell you. I am here in this asylum; they refer to it as ‘a home’. It is all because I messed…

Princess Sophia was a teenage bitch. There is no polite or easy way to say it, so why not blurt it out? Let the hating run free; amen. Spoiling a child was an excellent way to create a broken one. Sometimes, a child has to hear the word no; it is only two letters, and…

The Intro. It was literally the scoop of a lifetime, and she would never have backed away from it. She did not back away from any stories, full stop. On this occasion, it was the chance to document and see something nobody had written about for around eight hundred years. Bollocks to the reports and…

I can feel something on the back of my neck. A prickling of every hair standing to salute the world around me. What has bought this feeling of unease on? Of that, I have no idea. I only know that every nerve in my body tells me to get safe and get safe quickly. I just…

The Nothing. The man wakes and sees nothing. There can actually be comfort in the darkness. This is when the thought hits him. Bowling into his head like a ball down a skittle alley. That moment when he is at his most relaxed, he is knocked for nine. What if there is something here with…