flax-golden tales: perpetual teatime
perpetual teatime My grandmother is a bit on the eccentric side. My father always says it’s because she has too much money, but he gets weird about money things so I’m not really sure
perpetual teatime My grandmother is a bit on the eccentric side. My father always says it’s because she has too much money, but he gets weird about money things so I’m not really sure
sentinels At first there were complaints about the noise. Not that anyone knows what the noise is, precisely, even though it is rather loud. Whatever it is inside the building, echoing and humming and
heart-shaped cage Sting told me if I love somebody I should set them free. I doubt Sting ever loved anyone with wings. If he did he might rethink such a stupid sentiment. I suppose
prelude to the hunt The jewellery is a distraction. Distraction is a key element of the prelude to the hunt. They never realize that. Shiny objects are highly effective. Perhaps some buried instinct tells
letters & measures When they finally got inside the house, everything was in jars and nothing was labeled. Though it is difficult to say whether or not labels would have been any help. What
swinging in snow The school has been closed for years. They say that they’re going to turn it into condos eventually but there’s always one thing or another holding that up. The playground is