I’m awakened by the sound of my roommate’s voice. She brings a new meaning to the term, “sleeping soundly.” I can’t quite make out the words, though she sounds distraught. I figure I better check on her, so I slip out of bed and sneak across the hall. Placing an ear against her door, I listen.
“No, no, no— don’t go in the basement.“
With hesitation, I turn to look at the door at the end of the...
The Namer entered the home of the creator. Steam clouded the reddish lamplight and it’s warmth enveloped him. He breathed in fresh herbs and spices. His mouth watered.
The creator stood with a bowl cupped in his shaking hands. Was his creation worthy of being named? He watched the Namer carefully as he spun a golden weave and slurped it loudly into his mouth. The mouth of highest regard. The mou...
I asked him what he liked to do for fun and he told me, “Starfish,” with a grin. I imagined him lying sprawled out with arms and legs spread star-like. He grew even more enthusiastic when he saw the look of confusion on my face and asked me to join him. He looked so excited and juvenile and I couldn’t say no.
The next night, I met him in his backyard. The sky was full of bright, blazing specs, l...