The Farmhouse

Memories become shifting, mercurial things over time, especially those overflowing with emotion. Beautiful recollections become brighter, elevated in our minds, while dark imaginings become increasingly volatile, unstable, like old sticks of dynamite, prone to ill-timed explosions. This is why it took me twenty years to return to the farmhouse. The abandoned house came into view,... Continue Reading →

Off the Rails

Colton Pike and Tobias Kessler strolled down the train tracks using the rails as balance beams. The air was still and warm, the sun getting low at their backs, sending their shadows sprawling out ahead of them. "How long are we gonna walk on the tracks?" Tobias said, looking over at his best friend as... Continue Reading →

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