Don’t follow tail lights through a fog

I might as well have been smothered in a blanket for how well I could see. Sliding, oozing, pouring through the air to swirl around me, the thick fog that rolled in from the ocean behaved more like a wave of viscous liquid than it did a cloud. The road I was driving on ran parallel to the water, and it only took a couple of minutes after the fog hit the beach before it had fully encompassed my car.

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The Taking Tree

My earliest memory of Grandma Elias was a Sunday morning at her house. The eggs were firm and golden and the hash-browns were burned, just like they were supposed to be. Everything at Grandma’s house was exactly right, all the way from the Christmas lights which never came down to her little corgi Muffins who followed her like a shadow. It was time for church, but I didn’t want to leave.

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What happens when you die in a dream

The wind pummeled me as I dove through the lower atmosphere. My eyes were watering so bad that I couldn’t see straight, although I don’t know if it would have mattered considering how the landscape blurred from my speed. All I could distinguish was the looming wall of earth growing exponentially as I hurtle closer and closer, needle sized trees growing into a behemoth’s grasping claws until…

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Have you seen this child?

I don’t have any kids, so I can’t really imagine what it would be like to have one missing. I do have a half-coyote dog who used to sneak out of the yard all the time though (Colonel Wallace), so I at least have a general idea how desperate and helpless it feels to have part of your life suddenly go missing.

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