gothic – High Urban Fantasy Jazz

The Not-Deer

Clementine knew she shouldn’t have left the party just as soon as she did it, but through some combination of stubbornness and pride she kept on walking. This stupid party her boyfriend – ex-boyfriend – had dragged her to was all the way out in the boonies. She should have known it was a stupidContinue reading “The Not-Deer”

Snow

And that’s when the snow began to fall. It fell lightly, at first, from the starless black sheet of sky. It danced and twisted with every brief wind and puff of air. Each snowflake was its own being, cold, unique, perfect. They filled the black black night like polka dots, white where the faint shineContinue reading “Snow”