Nigh Cries, Part Eight

By Timotei Erik did not consider himself to be overly brave. In the normal flow of events, bravery was another emotion to be discarded like any other. It was an alien concept anyway since, until today anyway, it was not necessary. Cold World did not have any crime. The more society divested itself of emotion, … Continue reading Nigh Cries, Part Eight →

Night Cries…Part 4

Night Cries Part 4 By Timotei She hovered, unmoving yet shimmering like the heat waves off a summer baked street. The boy’s blond hair briefly obscured his vision but he didn’t move a muscle. She drew in a deep breath and opened her mouth ever so slightly. There was no sound, but the stench filled … Continue reading Night Cries…Part 4 →

Night Cries….Part 3

Night Cries Part 3 By Timotei Time seemed to stop for Erik. Before him stood a visage of death, poised to end his very existence. Erik’s mind and body was moving in slow motion. Everything grew still and it looked to Erik that even she stood frozen in a block of cold, poisoned silence. Despite … Continue reading Night Cries….Part 3 →

Night Cries…Continued

Night Cries - Part 2 by Timotei There is no movement. The boy lies completely still, the ripples of budding terror caressing his pale skin. He wasn’t expecting this right now. It’s too soon. He’s unprepared in almost every way. Huddled motionless in his bed, Erik’s mind races back to the beginning of this long, … Continue reading Night Cries…Continued →

Night Cries

Night Cries by Timotei It’s midnight. The moon is doing its thing high in the sky. The streets are silent except for the mewing and cry of beasts seeking purchase upon one another. There is a nervousness about the night, a kind of unsettling mood that wraps around the street lights like a damp blanket, … Continue reading Night Cries →