In This Deep Dark Calm


“Got it, V,” Ralph said. He had extremely dark intense eyes, an angular face centered on a tight, rather small mouth.

made for a small castle.

I’d become something else, horrified taking in Arthur’s screaming eyes. My iron will became as weak, as pliable, as paper. I now fell down this hole without a foreseeable bottom. I felt some dull pang behind, maybe below my heart.

THE END





About me

This is me: home-writer, book-reader, dog-lover and occasional poet. I make this website to share my and my friends texts with You, dear Reader. Please: read carefully, don't be scary, upgrade your mood and be king and leave your comment. :)