Scribblings (A Creative's Blog)
Nanowrimo 2021 - The scene continues
The presence around him tightened, becoming painful, like the slow squeeze of a python taking its time with its prey. “What’s the matter, Ian?” her voice was like the rushing...
Nanowrimo 2021 - The scene continues
The presence around him tightened, becoming painful, like the slow squeeze of a python taking its time with its prey. “What’s the matter, Ian?” her voice was like the rushing...
Nanowrimo 2021 - Start here…
“No!” Ian screamed, stumbling backwards. In his terror, he forgot where he was, forgot the waterfall, the edge— His foot flailed behind him, reminding him in a sudden flood of...
Nanowrimo 2021 - Start here…
“No!” Ian screamed, stumbling backwards. In his terror, he forgot where he was, forgot the waterfall, the edge— His foot flailed behind him, reminding him in a sudden flood of...