The Key

We always conceal our threads when they begin to stray. Owing to someone else or to ourselves. Then, the facade is eventually broken by age and we start to even spot the most modest strands of them all. It takes a long while for us to learn and ignore these lost threads but we do

The sights

Everything is dotted with a whirl of colour bursts like blooming flowers. At least that’s what I think it is when suddenly someone switches it all off. I scramble to my feet and blink rapidly, trying to catch a shadow for clues. But all I see is the dark, the swirly nothingness of the dark.

The Puppeteer

‘Alright, who’s next?’ Called Mrs Telhall and her daughter walked in through the curtains.‘Sit down, dearie, sit down’ Mrs Telhall smiled and pushed back her curls.Fifteen-year-old sally sat and stared outside the window.‘Now, let’s see. Open your eyes, sally. Open your eyes.,’ whispered Mrs Telhall softly.Sally did. A few people were walking on the pavement.‘Open

The eternal night

“After darkness comes the light” – Cornelius Nepos For centuries, the sky had been dressed in a sheet of stars, moon and ink. A nightfall, in years erstwhile, had washed away the streaks of light in one great sweep and had been ruling the world ever since. It was believed to have been a cosmic curse

The Gift

‘It wasn’t really a question, replied Catherine, a sharp edge in her voice as she pulled out a knife. ‘But, mom I..’ Kyle began but was cut short by a gleam in his mother’s eyes that unduly spoke of finality. He sighed. There was no use in arguing when it was clear that he was