Bone #writephoto

Bone   This can't be real... No, of course not, this is a game... That object there, yes, that skull, they think, it may be a gate, you know, some kind of key, to get somewhere else? This is a  game, of course. But it may also be a trap, something really nasty, that blows … Continue reading Bone #writephoto

November retreat #WritersWednesday #amwriting

The place suited them, him, and his owl. The owl too loved the wilderness, the immense skies, the many creatures who inhabited the desert. They had their routine. Before their night visit to the mountain, he would dismantle his weapon, in total obscurity, a puerile exercise practised eons ago, in the academy. Then, slowly, his long … Continue reading November retreat #WritersWednesday #amwriting