Pairing Echoes

I know desperation when I see it. Any seller of, ahem, metaphysically enhanced items develops that sense quickly…

Links Across Years And Lives

She perched on the end of the bed and inspected her reflection in the old, worn vanity mirror, and tried to remember when people started saying “you look so much like your mother”.

Portrait Perfect Memories

I rarely accept business call-outs in the middle of the night, but Aldreda was in my, ahem, social circle, and sounded deeply upset…

Must Be Stress

It started with constant, nagging headaches. A warning sign which is all too easy to ignore…

Life In Waves

“What do you mean, ‘the river doesn’t want to be dammed’?” Robert scoffed, his elegantly waxed moustache bristling at the absurdity.