“Do you also dream of green Towassa?” It asked, from the ceiling, spreading wide the jaws and the teeth, long lines of mucus and saliva linking together each so that it glistened in the fading light. My sense of the air shifted as I stared at it with great legs, human, sprawled out like a … Read moreGale Rising (Chapter 40)
My fingertips slapped against pipes, barely slowing my fall and my legs were struck by more of them, ricocheting off of armor and sending sparks to illuminate the inky darkness, and I hit the floor below with a clatter of limbs. Air gushed out of my open mouth, bringing foam with it, and frantically I … Read moreGale Rising (Chapter 39)
My fingertips slapped against pipes, barely slowing my fall and my legs were struck by more of them, ricocheting off of armor and sending sparks to illuminate the inky darkness, and I hit the floor below with a clatter of limbs. Air gushed out of my open mouth, bringing foam with it, and frantically I … Read moreGale Rising (Part 39)
The morning past, and Hands showed up around the right time, radio playing in the SUV. Her smile was strained, and her uniform was still dirty. “Rough night?” “Mom wasn’t happy when I told her I was going back to Dauphin island,” Hands muttered. “Do we need to say anything about it?” Colton asked. Hands … Read moreGale Rising Chapter 38
I woke up in the middle of the night, eyes full of the Lost Boy, arms outstretched, hurtling down towards me, and I felt the impact of broken bones like sugar glass and tasted hot tar across my tongue, his hands covered in the face of a child and his eyes as dark and innocent … Read moreGale Rising (Chapter 37)
“And now, we stretch,” the physical therapist said, leaning forward. Mary took a trembling step forward, then swallowed, her fists clenching, and agonizingly bent her spine into shape, and forced her leg into the position. Her balance was awful, but the line of muscle rimming her arms were taut as corded knots. “Hold,” The physical … Read moreGale Rising (Chapter 36)