You were able to smell him long before you saw him that day. Not that he smelled bad, of course. His subtle aftershave was just that—subtle, a barely there green scent that reminded you of early morning rain, wet and earthy, when the whole world was calm. You could...
The day was cold. The pond was frozen, had been frozen for weeks. A cold, glassy surface, unyielding under your feet, no matter how hard you stomped. You’d tried breaking the surface with rocks, with an unwieldy branch, and by stomp stomp stomping, but it was no use....
The Christmas lights were impressive. It pained Helene to admit it. It was was somewhat galling to have moved to an inter-species community where she expected the majority of the residents to not celebrate the holiday, only to find her street lit up with a brilliant...
