Erhart opened the door of his cottage and noticed that he had left the door unlocked. “Blow,” he muttered at…
Tesauro: Part Eight
He kicked the stand up and took off furiously pedalling forwards through the pouring rain. Cool drops fell against his…
Tesauro: Part Seven
And so, when the wind rose, chilling Erhart, he dragged his black boots heavily scratching across the pavement. He shivered…
Tesauro: Part Six
Erhart gazed up at the red sky blazing above, slightly propped up against a log. He felt weak. All of…
Tesauro: Part Five
Her ocean-blue eyes flooded with tears. She tried to speak. As if she were choking, her hand clutched at her…
Tesauro: Part Four
Erhart saw her oddly calm eyes staring back at him, and her face tilted to one side, just before she…
Tesauro: Part Three
I created the image of Tesauro with water-colour coloured-pencils. I hope that you enjoy it! Perhaps the delicately rising and…
Tesauro: Part Two
Erhart closed his eyes tightly, holding and bracing himself by repeating, “Unreal,” against the echoing rush of memories. A…
Tesauro: Part One
There was a thoughtful hesitation. The pen jerked across the page and black lines curled to form the word ‘insanity.’…
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