Rosemary Kash
Bio
There’s a world inside my head. A world begging for existence. A world willing to break free from abstract thought and exist in the constructs of the written word.
That world is going to have to be patient.
Stories (7)
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Demons and Dragons, Oh My!
There weren't always dragons in the valley. There weren't dragons in general. The ones that existed were digital or animatronic. This monstrosity before me was anything but gears and a synthetic covering. This was the size of a downtown metro bus made of pure green breathing flesh.
By Rosemary Kash4 years ago in Fiction
Through Time and Space
Astrolabes are a piece of ancient Muggle technology. A device used for reckoning time and navigation by astronomical observations. Once, they were considered the smartphones of their day. Today their uses lay more in the education of astronomy. However, finding one today has never been all that exciting in terms of providing new information to the past.
By Rosemary Kash4 years ago in Fiction
The Summons
If given the opportunity to stand with me or run away; my feet wouldn’t hesitate to leave me behind. After a double shift in shoes so worn through, they can’t legally be referred to as shoes, my feet are done. Two months ago, this was not the life I planned for. Yet, here I am, killing it. By “It”, I mean my feet. By “feet” I mean my soul. There’s a reason they call it the “soles of the feet”.
By Rosemary Kash4 years ago in Fiction
No Deadbeat Tunes
Hey All you Boos and Ghouls!! Welcome to the hereafter blog with the treats and tricks to turn your afterlife into the after party. The only blog that's written by and for the dearly departed creatures. Just because we’re dead doesn’t mean we can’t live a little.
By Rosemary Kash4 years ago in Horror
A Light in the Dark
The slanted rain hit the pavement, freezing the previous drops in place. The looming bare tree no longer provided any protection from the elements. The abundance of lively shades of green had decayed into heaps of mush. There had been no signs of life since the lights went out. Much like the rest of the world.
By Rosemary Kash4 years ago in Fiction
My Place to Ponder
There was once a time when humans were few and far between. It made for a peacefully quiet existence. Overnight mankind expanded, destroying my ability to stretch in the wilderness. They destroyed my chosen basin for bedtime. My favorite forest for serene snoozing. At least I had my preferred pond to pass the time away. The pond where I was born into existence from the earth itself. I would share any other place but my pond.
By Rosemary Kash4 years ago in Fiction
