Flash Fiction #3: The Canvas

I stared at the canvas, letting ideas take hold before I brought a brush of colour to it. A tree? A landscape? A cat toppling a glass of water? So many images filled my mind that, though my body said “Jump in and do!” my mind said “Pick one”. I looked at the rectangular palette,Continue reading “Flash Fiction #3: The Canvas”

The Picture is Haunted

So, that portrait of Karu. I’ve done tonnes with it already. I saved it as my desktop, and the night I finished it, I printed it out. So when I went to place it on my desk in the dark, the eyes glowed. As the desktop picture, it’s like he’s watching what I do. HeContinue reading “The Picture is Haunted”

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