December 2008
3 posts
War [ Mirage snippet]
There was a cracking boom, and the soil shook under her feet. Belongings tumbled to the ground, smashing and scattering; the cube’s blue glow flickered out as it struck the floor, throwing the room into darkness. Screams and the sound of cracking wood resounded outside the tent. Myra put her pencil down and, journal tucked under her arm, went to the entrance of the tent to look outside....