(Thank to all for your patience. Note that comments are more than welcome. You can comment on this story or send me an email via the link below. As usual, bricks and bouquets are welcome.) * JENNIFER'S SIDE The Orient Express. A name synonymous with luxury and travel. Myself and Arthur had discussed this so many times to be on this legendary journey by...
Memphis, Egypt - 3127 B.C.E. A hot dry wind blew in from the west, making an already scorching day all the more unbearable. Sand from the Sahara desert normally scoured everything in Memphis, but today it seemed almost malevolent. Nerata'ari had to shield her eyes with her gold colored shawl as she lowered a decrepit, but watertight, bucket into the Nile ri...
Interlude I: The Promise of Sand Sand lies underfoot, silent, unknowing, windswept. Sun streams down on vast reaches of sand, it's journey complete. Silent sand, caressed by sun, warmed by the indifference of chaos, sand drifts along the boundary between land and sea. Between what was, and what is. Between being and becoming. Sand drifts just in silence,...
Thanks everyone, for all your feedback during this series. I am starting a new one, and I will take all the suggestions on board. Warm regards Barbra Dark Redemption - Final Exactly as he asked me to, I am standing outside the door of Peter's office, at the precise time appointed. I am nervous and excited as I always am when I meet with Peter under th...
I get to the office on Tuesday, about noon. I check and double check both of the cameras. Everything is working fine. I'm not going to have a repeat of whatever happened last week. I've become more than normally obsessed with Sandy. I know my ruse will run its course eventually and I want to make sure that I have great recordings to watch, in order to savor...
Brian Andrews pulled his leather jacket tighter around him as he stepped out of the large office building. It was only October, but the weather was already colder than it normally was this time of year. A sudden gust of wind brought a scent along with it that made him stop in his tracks, lifting his nose slightly to figure out which direction it came from. H...
Chapter 10: Redemption Redemption, if that's what it was, came not all at once, but in a slow, agonizing drift as the seconds, minutes, and hours drifted by like leaves on the surface of a slow moving river. Every minute that passed seemed to increase the odds of survival, but the passage of one minute to the next did not guarantee it. For the first hour...
March rains fell hard, as I stood in front of my church. Preacher Ned was waiting for me. Out of desperation, I had called him, telling him that I needed to talk. With his smooth cultured voice, he told me to come by his office at church sometime late afternoon. The cold rain soaked me to the bone. I purposefully stood there, letting it pelt me. I had beco...
People say you can’t choose your family, but that is simply not the case. You can’t choose blood, but blood is hardly ever truly family. Family are the people you trust no matter what, the people who are there for you when you need them most, and they are most certainly the people whom you love without ever really needing to question why. Sometimes it is the...
My breath hits the cold air like a warning. Telling me to stay back; don't do this. But I must. I must end this ear of my life once and for all. I walk up the steps to a dark room. He lays on his bed, turned to his side with his back facing me. I haven't seen him for three years. I wanted to see his face one last time, get a good look at him. Sitting on the...