Running with the Wolves: Part One

Walking with a dance in her steps imprinted in the snow behind her, she flowered into a bound and twirl. …

Tesauro: Part Ten

Moonlight cast the sand in silver light. Whispering waves rushed up the shore and retreated, softly rustling away, leaving a …

Tesauro: Part Nine

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 …