Quinelle Bethelmie

Joined July 2021

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It Came in the Mail
It came in the mail, I think. A non-descript package wrapped in twine. My mother said when she was young the feeling of brown paper bags made her skin crawl. I turned the brown paper over in my hands. This package made me nauseous.
By Quinelle Bethelmie4 years ago in Fiction
Almost
The warmth in Misko’s hands almost felt like a blessing. It was a cold night in October, and it had been a week since they’d been through a proper town. Darkness sprawled out around them, gentle and cool as the blush of dusk faded from the horizon in the welcoming wave of night. Blue lumbered back to the campsite in the dark. They were strong, but even so, in their small stature, they were dwarfed by the mound of timber in their arms. Misko smiled and Blue approached, a comical heap of sticks with skinny-jeaned legs.
By Quinelle Bethelmie5 years ago in Fiction