An infinity of empty blackness. This chasm of nothingness seems to extend limitlessly. It is otherworldly – it seems to have existed since eternity, before time began, and til after time will cease. In the middle of the emptiness a row of chairs is suspended, extending on both sides into the distance, further than the… Continue reading Of childhood dreams.
More of a vignette than an actual short story. I love the idea of someday doing this though. Just upping and leaving. Words: 370 The car drew up to the tollbooth. It had been half an hour since the last had passed and Brenner had begun to doze off. He was just thinking of getting… Continue reading Tollbooth.