You, Too @075

You drift to consciousness through dramatic thick drops of cold water. Luckily, you collapsed face up. Drops pound your form like pins driven by hammers. Sound comes first. Heavy rain pelting two forms. Two forms; one yours, one feminine. You […]

Trip @042

The room was spinning. Not that I could tell; it was all white with round walls. The floor, too, was curved ever so gentlely to a dip in the center. It would have been more accurate to say that I […]