Wait, I have to pay for Microsoft Office? Ugh…
So, a few technical difficulties need sorting out.
Anyway, forgive a very short post. I looked up at the clock and realized the whole day had gotten away from me.
A wicked grin he shines, his pearly teeth flashing in the darkness, and like a firefly, the quickly fading light dissolves. So he went into the night where dreams and fantasy pervade. Soft songs may take you there, a ghost within their world—their world ghostly to you—but sleep’s the best to find the place. He will be there, still grinning—at least I find him so—when into the mind one wanders.
Also, if it is of any note, part of the work I’ve been doing this past week involved getting a few short stories together for Every Day Fiction. If any of them are accepted, I’ll link to the story, and if any of them are not, I’ll just post them on my blog.
Tale Told 