The Count

Water gushed down the clogged gutters in torrential waterfall, battering the concrete beneath it. The splash of the water hitting the concrete made it redundant that Miga was standing beneath a ledge to keep away from the rain and stay somewhat dry. No point now, he thought as he receded closer to the waterfall to... Continue Reading →

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Life on Replay

Mist rolled over the hills with the slipping sun, and in the dusty light of the evening, Michael took to his age old rocking chair on the back patio, and smoked his pipe. It's smoke bellowed and disappeared, one with the mist down the hill. He lived alone these days, as he had always done... Continue Reading →

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