Category: Introspection Through The Navel of the World

Sealskin

October 13, 2015 0 comments Article Introspection Through The Navel of the World, Stories, Velsper

He sat with the sealskin folded in his grip, idly rubbing it with a thumb as it rested in his lap.

He remembered the day it fell into his possession ~ still clear and sharp in his mind’s eye ~ the gentle sway of her hips, the nuanced play of her hair on the sea breeze, her lithe, supple body erect before him.

Time… had not been kind.

And so she decides….

July 11, 2014 0 comments Article Introspection Through The Navel of the World, Stories

“I can’t keep living like this,” Sian muttered to herself as she studied the brush handle with a critical eye in the light of the camp fire.