The man remembered the phone clearly. He remembered the way to the Gravestone Street like it was only the day before that he wandered behind the cemetery to the stone-covered roads. Twenty-eight years ago he was eight, and the vision looked like an image from a fantasy book. An empty road, between the grey cemetery …
Sigue leyendo The Last Phone of Gravestone Street
This story is the first one of the #52weeks52stories challenge. You can follow my progress on the stories on Twitter and Instagram! Ed only saw the puddle of water in the middle of his room just after almost slipping on it. The young man, almost in his thirties, followed the trail to the short …
I have the honour, today, to be guest in Jewel E. Leonard’s blog. She is an incredible person, and she will be posting this story, today, in her site. So, for the English version for A House full of Skeletons, go check it right here! And while you are at it, check the rest of …
I have the honour, today, to be guest in Jewel E. Leonard’s blog. She is an incredible person, and she will be posting this story, today, in her site. So, for the English version for A House full of Skeletons, go check it right here! And while you are at it, check the rest of …
A lot of things happened on the 31st of December, half of them were all from around the globe: Someone I know wishing us a good change of year from Japan while here was still midday, messages from Europe, five hours before the change, and while I was waiting, other countries two hours younger than …
First Part - Second Part Third (and final) Part When he returned, the stranger had already moved to his seat near the window. He had already closed the blind and he was sleeping quite uncomfortably (I know you want my seat, I know you want both seats to sleep better) over the wall. The doctor …
First Part Second Part When he woke up, he felt the hot coal in his mouth. He tried to say something, to ask for help, but instead he only emitted a tiny voice, barely audible. He tried to move, still drowsy, and was then when he felt the pull in his arm. He opened the …
