"The piano is ready Mr Thompson" said the Nurse, pushing aside the door to St Micheal's Residential. Mr Thompson walked in, his hat and his coat already in his hands. "Is she any better today?" He asked. "No better, Mr Thompson" Said the Nurse, taking his belongings. "Well there's always tomorrow!" He said with a …
Word-High July: Takipsilim
"How long has it been Abel?" Said Lamont, swirling a red Merlot in his large glass, his dark, black eyes almost hypnotised by it's motions. His skin was pale in the fading light, and the cool evening breeze flicked the tattered, moth-eaten curtains up against his slender body. "You've been asleep precisely three months, Master Lamont" …
Word-High July: Humaling
"Now. You sit there and be good" Said Alice authoritatively, sitting her teddy up on the bed. She waved a finger in the teddy bears direction, the same way her mother would wave a finger at her. "I have a big day" she said, nodding and picking up her turquoise backpack "I'm going to school. …
Word-High July: Indak
He awoke screaming; but there was no sound. Around him, blue and green tunics stood solemnly, their faces and movements blurring into a swirling sea. He screamed again, but no words left his mouth, just the empty clicking of his jaw. He tried to reach up, but there was nothing, his limbs lay limp at his side; unmoved. …
Word-High July: Pagsamo
Jack splashed cold water from the sink onto his face; his skin as pale as pure cocaine. He took a deep breath, in a vain attempt to refill his lungs, then slammed his hands against the pristine marble surface. "Please!" He shouted into the mirror "I just need one more win!" In the reflection behind him, …
Word High July: Muni-muni
Tyrus sat at the computer console, it’s multi-coloured screens glowing in his eyes as the same message flashed over and over and over. “INPUT DESTINATION” it said, it’s letters appearing and disappearing with visible fizzling. He stared it down, unblinking, as though the very sight of it caused him some offence. “I believe the ship …
Word High July: Bughaw
The Pale Blue Dot punctures its vast obsidian canvas like a pinprick; tiny and hard to see. Surrounding it, lies a vast expanse of emptiness; stretching out impossibly far beyond all else. It isn't alone, however, every now and again, the same black tapestry is marred by other dots of other colours; of other sizes and other …
Word-High July: Kalinaw
The warm golden sun set over the bay, where Old Marcus sat on his pier, pipe in hand. Underneath him, and under the weathered, wooden planks his chair rest on, the sea lapped against the beach with minimal haste. He rocked back, listening more carefully to the soft waves, and sighed. From his pocket he …
Word-High July: Gunita
"Tell me about home" Said Abigail dozily, her body half ready to sleep as fatigue set in. "Home?" asked her Mother, the question pulling her mind from distant thoughts to the cabin they all shared. "Yes Mother" replied Abigail, a touch mournfully "I don't remember home" "I'll tell you about home" said Abigail's sister with a …
Word-High July: Tinatangi
Tinatangi. Stray hairs dance across her cheek as she softly snores to herself in slumber. So peaceful in her subtle movements and tiny mummers; the idiosyncrasies of her sleep known only to me. She's calm now, at rest; it's almost easy to forget the recent hardships she faced. Mere moments ago, her body shook with near …
Clockwork Clouds 