Kalan | July 5, 2009
“So you got a clue where the hell Don’s at?” inquires a rather straggly looking youth of about twenty. His roughly cut red hair seeming almost alive, flowing like a flame as he paces anxiously back and forth across the floor.
Kalan | June 17, 2009
Even after all these years I can still remember. I still remember the feel of her silken hair on my chest as she slept. I remember the soft gentle curve of her body as she lay next to me, my hand slowly caressing the smooth soft skin of her back. I remember the feeling of [...]
Kalan | August 13, 2009
So here I sit on the S-train to Norreport. Thankfully it’s mid afternoon on a Saturday and the train isn’t as packed as it could be on a normal day. Or rather, at least there’s no soccer match going on. Something I’m extremely thankful for. The only thing worse than a train packed full of [...]
Kalan | June 17, 2009
“Where am I?” the young woman asks herself as she runs down a long corridor, her multi-coloured hair bouncing loosely. The only other thought in her mind is, “I am Maya…not…NO…MY NAME IS MAYA!”
Her breath escapes her lips in a fine mist, as though the air around her was cold, yet she does not notice [...]
Kalan | June 21, 2009
Oh my God! Not that dream again. Sweat soaked and exhausted, the young woman darts upright in her bed. Reaching for her throat, she sighs in relief. Thank God…that was the worst one yet. It felt so REAL…
