#FiveSentenceFiction: Flawed

For Naoko ¬†Lighter than feathers the notes of the piano float through the room, as you play, your gaze from time to time turning to me, radiant. The evening is perfect: the rain falling on the terrace, now in darkness, can just be heard, and the sound of the fire crackling in the chimney, lightingContinue reading “#FiveSentenceFiction: Flawed”