Dandelion Warning

The old man sat on his boat paddling slowly. He was at a good distance now from the shore where no one would see. There was something nice about being out there on the boat, he was always drawn to the ocean, where all those reminders were gone. It was still blue, perhaps a little … Continue reading Dandelion Warning


Daily Prompt: Egg A fall Sunday evening in the small sea town of Rockport was quiet compared to the summer months, where the sounds of laughter and street festivals were frequent. On this particular night, the fog rolled in as it usually did, coating the town in a eery mist. It was nothing special to … Continue reading Bloodline