{note from author: I’m not sure which catagory this would fit in.} “Forgive me father, for I have sinned.” His words hung in the air like incense in an airless chamber, the glow of candlelight barely denting the darkness of the confessional. There was an extended pause, then figureing the priest waited for him to… Continue reading Forgive Me Father
Tag: incense
Friend or Foe
The woman gazed into the smoke from the musky incense that burned before her. She went into a trance, and relaxed her entire body. Soon, she was in a misted meadow, sitting under an elm tree.
Carnivore Bait
A breeze brushes past me: soft breath on my skin. It’s nearly dark. The fireflies are out; so too the crickets, which make their ritual evening serenade as I test the ground beneath me for softness. This is not a good place to set up the tent: too rocky. The rocks might come in handy… Continue reading Carnivore Bait