It’s crazy to think it’s already December of 2022. The new year is just around the corner, and like most people, it has me looking back on how my writing has developed since I first put words to paper. For me, December 25th doesn’t just mark Christmas. It also marks the date I started writing. …
Part Two Missed Part One? Read it here. Mud squelched through my fingers, slipping away like grains of sand. I dug deeper, seeking purchase. I refused for this to be the end. I dragged myself another few inches forward, gasping at the pain the movement brought. My eyes remained locked on the line of stones that …
Part One Raindrops clung to my lashes like frozen tears. They seeped into the seams of my leather armour, turning my skin clammy and cold. My cracked boots struggled to grip the sodden ground, but my steps were sure. They had to be. I wouldn’t survive otherwise. I slipped between two close-growing redbuds, devoid of …
