A creativity blog - including reviews, photographs and discussion on a variety of things; such as dragons and other things almost but not quite completely entirely unlike tea.

Tuesday, 24 February 2015


Half-forgotten things, suddenly remembered. Like a candle once blown, rekindled with a flame, Autumn could feel a familiar warmth spreading through her body - first a little tingling of the toes, then a steady, rising heat from the calves, thighs, waist and up, up, up. When it reached her shoulders, she lost herself, like so many times before.

When she came to, she was alone. She could see spatter on the walls, broken furniture. Hadn't she been outside, before? Yes, she probably had. Looking down, Autumn could see nothing, but she knew they were there, swirling like a mist on her skin. She smiled a bloody-lipped smile.

About time.

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