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Don't Cry series

Don’t Cry #4 of 17

Read Don’t Cry #3 here   A Lara felt spent. She had taken deep breaths. She had wrung her hair. She had chewed her nails. She had tried sitting down, and when that didn’t work she had tried pacing around. Nothing to stem the panic

Don't Cry series

Don’t Cry #3 of 17

Read Don’t Cry #2 here   A Lara chewed her fingernails. She couldn’t remember the last time she had done this, so it came as a shock when she raised her hand and saw the damage she had done. One of her fingernails had been

Don't Cry series

Don’t Cry #2 of 17

Read Don’t Cry #1 here A Lara was slowly losing her wits. She had knocked on 3 doors and no one had answered. She had tried to peek into windows but came up with no signs of life. No one was home, and the chances

Sandhurst

Sandhurst #5 of 5

Read Sandhurst #4 here #5 – Of Self and Strain When will you learn, that death is your friend? – Unknown She was looking at herself. The same leather clothing. The same sandals. Same blue eyes. Same dagger. The only difference was the malicious grin

Sandhurst

Sandhurst #4 of 5

Read Sandhurst #3 here #4 – Flames of Water No journey starts, until the traveller is ready. –  Elder Dangeroba Stillness. The tides of the water rolled over her as she lay motionless by the shore. In a distant part of her mind, she felt

Sandhurst

Sandhurst #3 of 5

Read, Sandhurst #2 here #3 – Shallows of Morrow Never think that when the moon fades away… it is dead. – Old apocryphal proverb The labyrinth seemed to be alive, leading her into places that it wanted her to go through, and letting her find

Sandhurst

Sandhurst #2 of 5

Read Sandhurst #1 here #2 – In the Depth The gods would no sooner make you lame Just so they have what is yours and lay claim. –   Mama Idiegwu “Wow. Who knew the labyrinth would be so big!?” the bird exclaimed, perched on her

Break series

Break #4 of 4

Read Break #3 here   Gunshots are much louder than they sound on television. So much more. And somehow, they seem less painful. Or is that just the shock of getting shot working on me? I look down, my ears ringing so much I’m surprised

Break series

Break #3 of 4

Read Break #2 here I move aimlessly, going through corners and walking long routes. All this time, my mind doesn’t seem to function. So many thoughts running through it I don’t even know where to begin. I don’t think I can even begin. What am

Muffled

He was walking down the un-tarred road of Ishieke, this boy with a neat afro cut and chalk-white shorts. If there was someone walking along the street at that time, perhaps a teenager, said teenager would see him; this boy on chalk-white shorts and ripped