She ached all over. The worst was her leg, which was caked in drying blood and mud and felt as though it had been shredded. But a thousand secondary pains dragged her away from sleep as well; scrapes from tree branches, exhausted and strained muscles, a dull but persistent stress headache, and th...
Three cats coiled around her legs, and she realised she hadn’t fed them that morning. Cooing apologies, she fished food from the fridge and divided it onto plates. The photos sat on the counter, waiting for her attention. She pulled out her law books instead. She was nearly three years into the f...
But I don’t have a garden. This is another dream, isn’t it? She turned back to the room and found she wasn’t alone. A man was pacing its length, one hand pressed to his lips and the other clutching a black top hat against his chest. He was dressed in formal clothes from wh...
Genevieve’s heavy eyes were wide as she crouched beside a bed. I stepped forward to get a better view and saw a sleepy figure stirring in the sheets. One of the other girls, slightly older than Genevieve but with the same thick black hair, propped herself up and rubbed at squinted eyes. “Wha…?” “...