I Sit AloneI sit alone in the darkness. Her soft, hypnotic voice ringing in my ears. No words come to me, but I understand perfectly. And what I understand makes me afraid of Her. Yet, undulating beneath my fear is a morbid hope. The hope that maybe he would be with me once more; that our life would be the same: happy, carefree and innocent. But the price. Oh the price is heavy...But we will be together again. I can almost feel the hem of my skirt fluttering against my calves while we stand together on a bluff, on the edge of the rowan woods, watching the storm roll in. The clear smell of quenched earth will permeate the air, and the drought plagu
The Hidden: Chap OnePart I: RowanThe Hiding Ones The wind whistled through the buffalo grass, making it ripple like a silk sheet hung out to dry. From the top of the knoll, the seas assuring rhythmic pulsing was audible. The waves crashed on the small section of beach, the sound melding with the deeper, sonorous crash of the waves on the rocks further down. Clouds played overhead, heralding the massive thunderheads approaching from the distance. And on the knoll, swaying gently with the breeze, stood a lone rowan tree. Its leaves had turned reddish gold and its berries had left it for the winter to come. The tree stood guard over the small town of Lap