The city pulsated with raw heat beneath the neon-veined strands of fake light. The garish jaundice of night filtered into the sodden pavements, mingling with the stark glare of government-imposed streetlights—casting uneasy shadows and doubt across the oblique tarmac of the streets. She was unperturbed. The blood-red stain of her trench coat and her dark,Continue reading “Prologue”
Chapter Four
Slinking back to her apartment, her ears spiked, tuning into the persistent blare of police sirens, and possibly an ambulance, its drone slightly higher in pitch. “It’s a bit late for that,” she thought as she sprang up the exit stairs and sidled through the gap in her open window.
Chapter Three
As she sauntered away, her long elegant tail sashaying in gratification, she turned slowly, delivering a wry smile and a hematitian feline wink to the girl she had once been.
Chapter Two
The early days in the city were uneventful for the most part. Scarlett settled into a worn routine. In the morning, she would attend classes in creative writing; in the afternoons, she would sit in the confines of the coffee shop on the corner of Parnum Avenue, nestled in one of the velveteen armchairs nextContinue reading “Chapter Two”
Chapter One
Every woman has a story. Once upon a time, as one may have come to expect, there lived a young dark-haired girl. She was little—petite for her age, one might say, but she always had a knife edge to her. A penchant for the darkness, if you will. This, therefore, I am afraid, is notContinue reading “Chapter One”
