I am the Ruler of the day and night. In the darkness, I creep. I find my prey: Little pink, hairless paws.
Month: November 2024
Little Creature
From an exercise in my writing course… The cry is anguished, inhuman, such a painfully lonely sound in that single note – enough that Perry and I stop to listen, panting. An animal. Hurt, by the sounds of it. The sky has paled to a cold purplish haze, the last dipping rays of the dying…
The Day My Plant Came To Life
It was a normal Tuesday like any other. Here I was, sitting on the couch in my upstairs room, sipping a black coffee and absorbing that rare ray of Welsh sunlight spilling in through the window – when the ficus bonsai tree perched on my sill began to move. It was subtle at first. I…