Seeds

“I don’t want you to do it,” Chalis said. She twisted her foot in the earth and a flat piece of bone came up, dug out of the soil. She thought it might be a shoulder blade, from an animal, maybe. It was dull and grungy from dirt. She looked at her brother and shuddered,…

8 Horses; 40 Men

(Hover over the French words for a translation.) Cliff knows the Train’s near the kid’s stop when he starts shaking again.

A Good Night to Drown

She waits on the wrong side of the barrier next to the water, leaning against the worn wood. The clouds churn dark grey above her, bleeding into black at the edges where the night is falling. It might rain, it might not. Either way it’ll be dark and cold. The water smacks at the docks…