Eamon Cates
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There Lay a Sleeping Woman
There lay a sleeping woman. She was in a wonderous, seemingly endless plain filled with beautiful wildflowers of all sorts. Terrestrial birds rustled and chirped from underneath the sea of colors. Gently interrupting the painted fields was a joyous brook. It was clear as anything, and through it swam resplendent little fish with scales that were almost blinding as they danced in the warm yellow light of the sun.
By Eamon Cates4 years ago in Fiction
The sound of steam
Ever since I was a kid, I’ve heard trains. The wheels, the whistle, the engine. I used to think there was a train inside me. The pounding of my heart in my ears as I fell asleep sounded like a powerful engine. I thought once that a train would come to take me away and I could go and explore the world from my steamy steed. I’ve only ever seen trains in movies and on the internet. There are train tracks in my little town, but they’ve been out of use since B&O found a more efficient route. My dad would tell me how the ground would shake when the giant box cars would roll through at ungodly hours of the night.
By Eamon Cates4 years ago in Fiction
