Tag Archive | Adventure

Needed Elsewhere

Arthur was brought back to consciousness by the feeling of a cold wetness on his cheek.  He slowly opened his eyes and realized that his head was uncomfortably laying in an open notebook on a wooden desk.  But why was his cheek wet?  Notebooks aren't wet.  Desks aren't wet.  The sharp realization that slobber is […]

The Attic

That little door in the corner caught her attention near the end of the day. Was that always there? Trying to think back to her last visit here, she didn’t remember seeing it. She certainly had never opened it to see where it might lead. Her eyes …