A moment of fear that caused a wealth of pain.
“Buckle in son, I have a lot to say, none of its nice and some of it probably doesn’t make sense.”
The last thing you want to see when you activate your time machine, is the flashing red warning light.
If you were offered a potion that could make all your wildest dreams come true, but at the end of an hour you’d die, would you take it?
There is beauty in the in-between.
Trigger Warning: Contains themes of suicide.
Ben paced up and down his office repeating the words to himself out loud while contemplating the nature of a novel.
The hallway smelt the way perfume companies wanted you to believe lavender and roses smelt, and it set off warning bells in his mind.
“What good is a detective who can’t even solve a simple Sudoku?”
The host was a nice, un-threatening guy who had a certain charm, but his personality came across as thin and Billy could never work out why he did what he did.