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”
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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”
Tyler Gohde 