He’d claimed a desire to change, but the words were meaningless when his next sentence announced his ignorance as to what he had have ever done wrong. #TrickyTues
— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) January 2, 2018
That hall held an age, a thousand years or more. And if one walked that corridor, a thousand years he’d feel.#1linewed #TalesNoir
— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) January 3, 2018
Over and over they said he would only live once, that his youth would fade as surely as the summer morphs to fall. They meant his body, his suppleness and strength, and did not realize the smoothness of his features hid an age far surpassing theirs. #1lineWed
— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) January 10, 2018
The stillness of the water could not fool me, for I sensed a darkness, a shifting so subtle and deep it did not disturb the surface. #Thurds
— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) January 11, 2018