sight The entryway was small and inconspicuous. If you were to walk by in the daytime, I don’t think that there would be a sign of anything being there, let alone a party. At this point, I’m standing right in front of it, and I’m still not even sure this…

The old man pushed open the door to his cabin and stepped outside of the dilapidated structure he called home. The door creaked, hinting at the fact that it may have finally frozen solid from the cold winds with whom it battled every winter. The cold air sucked into the…

The monastery perched high in the mountains, concealed by the maple trees that hugged it’s perimeter. Only from the perfect angle could a passerby see the abbey itself. Most visitors thought that the monks lived in a cocoon of maples. The canopy hung overtop like an umbrella, protecting the aging…

Stumbling out of the bar, Joseph slammed the door behind him and took a breath of the cool night air. His head spun around in circles, and his body wobbled as though he was standing on the deck of a ship in rough seas. The streetlamps spiraled in his vision…

A boy nestled in a reading nook on the second floor of his home, mindlessly watching droplets streak down the aperture of the outlook. The windows formed a half-hexagon that bowed out of the house, giving a panoramic view of the neighborhood on a clear day. …