( The Escape )

Massrié sat quietly in the fireplace room. Her gaze never wavered from the huge roaring fire that had been built in front of her. Its warmth seeped through the entire house, keeping it stifling hot. It was nearly suffocating, but she had refused to allow it to die. In truth she hadn’t moved in days.  She appeared to move of course, for the human ( Read more... )

I could feel the pull in my dreams.  It was haunting. My mind searched frantically for the one who was lost, or missing. I often wondered through my dreams idly, running my fingertips over items that were seen in them. Touchstones, if you will. It was truly the only time I had to myself. The only place left in the world where I could shut down and ( Read more... )