After the elevator stopped the locks disengaged and Bradigan hurriedly opened the door. He emerged into a well-lit atrium with high ceilings and white walls with red embellishments. High on the opposite wall was that symbol again, the same one on the letter. “Dr. Daniel Bradigan.” It was the voice again but it came from … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 2
Author: T.S. Morrell
All My Words
Why is my mind so empty? I sit at my computer, fingers touching the keyboard fecklessly as they long to turn thoughts into words. But nothing comes out. "Here I will be inspired!" I spouted like the Pharisee. "I will be the one to tell this story!" Is that a fact? Then show them. Show … Continue reading All My Words
The Pierced Arc: Part 1, Continued
“That’s today.” He looked at his watch, 9:32. Picking up the envelope again he took another look at the seal before getting out of his chair and heading toward the study. The long hallway that led to the back of the house was devoid of pictures and the empty, taupe walls made the distance seem … Continue reading The Pierced Arc: Part 1, Continued
A Labyrinthine Mind
Do you ever get lost in your thoughts? I do. I explained to a friend of mine once that I tend to live in my own mind and she agreed wholeheartedly. Whenever I come to an relevant moment, I attempt to perceive the path to the best outcome and end up going through scenario after … Continue reading A Labyrinthine Mind
Thunder
It's after 1:00am,and I'm awakened by an approaching storm. The distant thunder sounds through my open windows,And I reach up with one hand to close them a little.A little more. A little more still, As the force of the storm becomes more apparent. I lock them down. Rousting myself out of bed, I flick the … Continue reading Thunder
A Moment Caught in the Rain
It started raining today while I was out mowing the yard. I kept going as long as I could but the drops came harder and, in defeat, I parked under a tree. Beneath my little canopy I watched the rain fall, feeling the occasional drop on my head or shoulders. Here I'm alone with my … Continue reading A Moment Caught in the Rain
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