Tag: origin story

  • Isle of Man

    There was something exhilarating about racing down an empty seaside road as the warm sun crept up into the sky. Dawn summoned a low mist with it that hovered over the sea grass and heather, creating an alien landscape that lazily spilled across the roads and down the cliff sides into the sea.  The days…

  • One of Them Was Rayna

    “Hey… Hey, Phyllis? Phyllis, wake up.” Phyllis groaned into her pillow and rolled over to glare up at her brother. “Morgan? Shit, what — Mor, it’s two in the morning.” “No, Phyllis,” he whispered urgently, tugging at the comforter. “You need to get up.” Something in the man’s voice snapped Phyllis fully awake. “What’s wrong?”…

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