The sun lowers and eventually hides beneath the horizon. The picturesque eponymous surroundings come to life as we draw near the end of our journey. With every mile, Nana’s body becomes that much warmer. It does not become uncomfortable, but I do wonder why. I think to ask, but with how limited her speech hasContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 11”
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Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 10
We ride most of the morning and into the afternoon. The leaves around us rustle in the wind, back to their natural greens. Few fellow travelers pass us by, but those who do offer a polite greeting and a friendly smile. A warm welcome compared to our latest run-in with strangers to say the least.Continue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 10”
Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 9
A rooster crows somewhere outside. The sudden sound rouses me from my slumber. The house is quiet, and the room is dark. The candles on the walls still hold little wax pillars that drip down to the base. Blown out, despite the lack of an open window, or a window at all. In the cornerContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 9”
Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 8
Through the dark void shines a light. A pinpoint at first, far into the eternity. With every step it grows, the pinpoint becoming a dot on a page, a fly, a child’s fist. Once its illuminance is big enough, a woman stands in the center of it. A cat’s eye, white and bright and hopeful.Continue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 8”
Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 7
In the waning dusk, the Everglow Wood shows the world why it has been named such. As the sun lowers itself for sleep, the leaves come alive. The greenery illuminates a periwinkle, the host of trees lighting the path that winds through them. Up above, between the gaps of the glorious canopy, the sky turnsContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 7”
Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 6
On the outskirts of the looming forest sits a building, just off the road. A path ventures from the main vein, leading up to the steps of the porch. Two-tiered and wooden, its four windows watch the road like unblinking eyes. The chimney lets loose a stream of smoke. Save for the sign sitting outContinue reading “Rokkoh and the Old Woman, Chapter 6”
Tyler Gohde 