My journal of big words and pretty pictures
After walking for what seemed like hours - but was actually around 15 minutes - Casper crested a small hill in a seemingly endless and scorching ribbon of black asphalt. As his luck would have it, Casper's car breaking down on the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere, on the hottest day … Continue reading It was only a mirage
Blair huddled under a quilt, her legs tucked underneath her. A steaming mug of coffee in her hands, a splash of Bailey’s added to fortify her. A wintry wind howled outside her window, whipping the trees into a frenzy. Their brittle, rimed limbs scrapped at her window. She imagined a demon clawing to get in her house, … Continue reading Wintry winds
Thin, towering hardwoods, heavy Spanish moss draping the canopy, and thorny vines woven between the limbs and trunks, acted as a curtain, shrouding the glade where the old house sat. Trudging down what was once the driveway, but now was thick with tall grass, Vance searched for anything familiar and failing miserably. He whistled a … Continue reading Swept away
