Flash-Forward: Kawena Ch.??? by BlackManaBurning, literature
Literature
Flash-Forward: Kawena Ch.???
My bare feet touched down on solid land, caressing the soft soil in the webbed cradles between each of my toes. I staggered forward and fell, unable to hold the full weight of my body as my limp legs crumpled beneath me. My wings twitched and tingled against the frosty fur of my clothes, unable to stop so abruptly after flying for three days and nights through the open sky.
Never before have I tired of flying. Never before has the mist of the clouds felt so cold on my blueberry-gray feathers.
But in the open sky and without so much as the speck of an Isla in sight, flying blindly, exhaustion crippling my wings… for the first time ever
That Thing Some Might Call 'Married Life' by BlackManaBurning, literature
Literature
That Thing Some Might Call 'Married Life'
In the middle of July, when the summer heat wavers thick above the blacktop and even the most vicious dogs pant feebly in the shade, a man walks down a barren road with a bulging plastic grocery bag in each hand.
Sweat soaked his dark green t-shirt, and dripped with each step from his disheveled black hair. He trudged through the sweltering heat just fast enough that his sandals didn’t melt to the blacktopped road, and ducked into a fenced-in, burned-out lot partly shaded from the sun by a tall, gray apartment complex.
“Good morning, Trish,” he said to a woman watering a droopy pot of slightly brown herbs set out on her wi