Abby as she had been — small, hidden behind debris, trying to be brave enough not to make a sound. Jay felt her shock course through her like electricity, the kind that makes your whole body go cold. #WIPSnips #FacultyOfMatter #dreampunk #amwriting
He saw his child self pinned under the panel, face smeared with dirt, eyes wide. He saw his parents only metres away, lifeless, bodies thrown into shapes no one should have to recognise. #WIPSnips #FacultyOfMatter #dreampunk #amwriting
The world broke before it fell. Not all at once. Not clean. Humanity didn't need a warning. It needed to have been paying attention. #WIPSnips #FacultyOfMatter #dreampunk #amwriting
He let the rain hit his face and tried not to think about how thin the line had become between witness and thief. He needed the truth. He needed her. He wasn't sure anymore which need scared him more. #WIPSnips #FacultyOfMatter #dreampunk #amwriting
People did not want the truth most of the time. They wanted the version that let the next day happen cleanly. A film over the lens is easier than what's behind it. #WIPSnips #FacultyOfMatter #dreampunk
"You don't get to love me like I'm somewhere to hide." #WIPSnips #FacultyOfMatter #dreampunk #amwriting
The world broke before it fell. Not all at once. Not clean. Like a film peeling back from something that had always been underneath. #WIPSnips #FacultyOfMatter #dreampunk #amwriting
The Dream Tower always greeted him the same way: rain on rock, and the sound of it — patient, steady, honest. Jay could turn it off if he wanted to. He almost never did. #FacultyOfMatter #dreampunk #amwriting
The Dream Tower always greeted him the same way: rain on rock, and the sound of it — patient, steady, honest. Jay could turn it off if he wanted to. He almost never did. #FacultyOfMatter #dreampunk #amwriting
