+ Hickory Dickory Dock... +The cold night breeze winded through the rotted holes in the old dilapidated house. The large clock face embedded in the dark basement wall loomed over the inhabitants of the house. Rotted portions and holes in the walls exposed old tarnished and rusted gears of old. Each noisily clanked and clicked with the rhythm of the clock, the heartbeat, its life source. The over-sized clock's hands broke the silence every second with each loud bass click. It was a living breathing creature, with a pulse and a mind.+ Hickory Dickory Dock... +2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The large minute and hour hands met together to be reunited as one. They both waited for the thinner second hand to come around. The impat
Caviar Champagne"And this'll be a special night, just the two of us."Caviar Champagne9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Leif leaned as far as his seatbelt would take him and cooed to Felix, his cougar hybrid boyfriend. The two of them were having a date night. They were going the the main part of townu to the most expensive fancy restaurant in Sandiord. Their son Louis was dumped with Leif's brother Páll, and they knew that NO ONE would be able to afford to eat there.
Felix smiled and purred as Leif gently rubbed his leg. He flicked his cougar tail and tried to concentrate on the road. Finally, they approached the restaurant's parking lot. As they got out of the car and entered the restaurant, the co