Mist

There is a golden mist that clings to the hills of the Faroe Islands. It presses against her face as she stands, barefoot on the autumn grass, near the rim of a cliff. It is like nothing she has ever witnessed, and she trembles in the face of such splendor. She pulls her lilac sweater… Continue reading Mist

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Absolution

(Below is a small excerpt from my latest fiction piece, for those that asked me for it.) Everett Blaine awoke to a searing pain in his head. It was the same, intense throbb that had plagued him for the past three weeks. He was exhausted, angry and weak, and it took all his energy to… Continue reading Absolution