Dominic Casey-Lee
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Ecclectic, erotic, enigmatic. Exploring the mysteries of our existence through words, and hopefully providing some entertainment along the way.
Here you'll find excerpts from my fantasy project, stories, poems and general rambling.
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Night Drive
Lenard left the bottle shop with the little box of treasure tucked under one arm. He’d been in a state of lethargy and dark cynicism all afternoon, but his mood was all of a sudden elevated just thinking of savouring the liquid gold he carried. He turned his face up to the sky, letting the soft rain that had been falling all day kiss his face. The short walk around the corner and down the hill saw him smiling softly, the first he’d borne since he saw a young woman trip on a step while he was getting coffee this morning. She laughed too, so don’t judge him too harshly.
By Dominic Casey-Lee5 months ago in Fiction
Heaven is Behind Closed Eyelids. Runner-up in 3:00 AM Challenge.
I don’t know where she goes, but it’s always the same. One moment she’s there, holding my hand, caressing my brow, kissing my cheek. Eyes like a summer sky crinkle in the corners as she graces me with that lopsided smile, the one that says, I love you, you big silly man, as she wipes away my tears born from thinking myself into a vortex that drags me into the murky depths of my own mind.
By Dominic Casey-Lee2 years ago in Fiction
Falling Tea
The teacup fell at an alarmingly laggardly rate, as if mocking the certainty of Earth’s nine-point-eight metres per second per second gravitational acceleration. And I don’t mean it took a long time to decide to fall, wobbling around like a bowling pin, teasing you as it arrives tantalisingly close to that twelve-point-five-degree angle where its downfall is definite. I mean that from where it had been sitting on the railing of my balcony, about three-point-five metres from the ground below, it took much longer to reach its final destination than the eighth of a second it should have taken.
By Dominic Casey-Lee2 years ago in Fiction
A Whisper in the Woods
A barely perceptible hum reverberated through the trees. Most humans wouldn’t have noticed, definitely not consciously. Maybe some would have felt a wind that wasn’t there or heard leaves rustle in unison without a breeze to stir them, but none, other than those educated in the ways of the forest, would have known that the trees themselves were speaking. Not for the first time since he set out from Kaidin’s Bend, Caen silently thanked his cousin’s teachings.
By Dominic Casey-Lee2 years ago in Fiction
Dark Inside
It’s dark in here. And wet. I was just hanging out with all my friends, when suddenly I began soaring through the air. Next thing I know, the light went out as I was engulfed in some kind of wet cavern. I’m being tossed around in here, occasionally clicking up against something hard. There are muffled voices outside, but I can’t hear what they’re saying.
By Dominic Casey-Lee2 years ago in Fiction
