Author: Abberlaine

(Annie are you okay?) A low distant rumble surges across the thick atmosphere. Moisture was tangible, hanging heavily in the air like a saturated blanket. Livid lightening briefly sashays across the horizon with another low growl of intemperate weather. Rain is imminent, the scent of spring rain raw to the senses. (Are you okay Annie?)

When Helena screams the world seems to shatter. The single pitch of undulating vocal chords pinch the central nerves at the base of the brain stem, causing a sudden rush of clustered pain throughout tense lymph nodes. Your body would throb within the disperse rhythm of her winding cry, lulling you into a dazed agony… Continue reading Helena

“I think we made some real progress last week Charlene.” “Charlie.” I correct immediately. The muscles of his lower jaw twitch and his mandibles drop open, as if to rebuke me. When his tongue depresses in his mouth he pauses, suddenly pensive. I attribute this to the fact I can feel my high caliber rifle… Continue reading Charlie

Her arm rises defiantly against the violation, the solitary wiry limb thrusting from lathered waters, breaking the serene sea of oily bubbles. The water shudders in respect to the volatile attack, sputtering irregular waves to the cracked flanks of the bathtub until the water spills like blood, soaking into the pasty crevices of uneven ground.