Grey rain

Rain made the whole world a dreary blur, only shades of light and dark bled through the gloaming. The bridge was long and narrow, only wide enough for two cars. Either side of the span was a grey nothingness, behind me the sky fell to earth. Ahead was as uncertain, the greyness reaching out with … Continue reading Grey rain

black and white image of leaves

The Downturn

Copper jackets plinking on the ground sounded like rain. The lingering petrichor from a recent shower was cloying compared to the stringent scent of her spent shells. Margie fired off more rounds, the acrid smell of gun powder washing back over her. She could feel the tension release from her shoulders. The trail exercise always made … Continue reading The Downturn