The spliff flared and hissed at midnight, lighting up Joel’s sharp features. He passed the butt to another hand hard as his own, exhaled, and pushed the swing back. The chains were icy in his fingers, but the pain felt good. Continue reading
midnight
Π Night
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“Bring that light a little closer, willya…and stop breathing down my neck,” murmured Peter as he cracked his knuckles and wiped his hands on his night tunic. Continue reading
Wild Horses Run at Midnight
“We’ll start you on Maisie. See how you do.” Her father smiled at her, one hand on the saddle, the other held out in invitation. Continue reading
Valley of the Trolls 