Oscar E.

Farming over the clouds

here was a fire, Huge logs in the middle of the beach. She was a little distant from everyone else.  The fire barely illuminated her face and the lonely tear that came down her cheek.  The wind moved her hair as she tried to keep it away from her eyes.

Psychosis III

New story: Another day in hell, he thought. It had been a year. Busy year doing nothing except getting fired from job and the stereotypical decline of his mental health.  From cyanide to nuclear radiated earrings. From human trafficking to the drug operation of the whole world. WHO knew that

Lighting pats.

She walked in the labyrinth, with high green walls with pictures resembling the ones on the stairs where she grew up.  In the halls of green, she morphed and changed ages as she walked.  The labyrinth however was getting darker, the paths illuminated had been fewer and fewer as she

Greenfield

He was flying a kite, the wind moved the green grass in waves.  Their kid ran around as she watched. Mesmerized in immortalizing this moment in memories.  She smiled and remembered how he wanted to buy the kite for their son but really it was for him.  The kite was

Answers

The last bit of daylight came in from the kitchen window. She sat at the island eating yogurt as the kid was distracted by an iPad.   She finished the yogurt and took a jar from one of the cabinets. Through the window, the sky changed colour and she took the

Cathedral of light

A monarch butterfly stopped at the window. It moved its wings slowly up and down and left again.    He moved the brush over the window and painted another one. The texture of the butterfly was not quite the real one and as it flew, it changed the texture of the

Reflections

She sat on the bench, beside the cliff. The wind blew softly as the sun started to set over the sea.  The orange path of light hit the cliff. There was a tier without a reason. Mostly the overwhelming of it all.    The tier left her cheek with a gust

The priestess

The wolf walked up to her with familiarity, she petted it as it moved its head closer to her ribs.    The dark priestess took the chains of the wolf loosely and started to walk. Obediently her wolf followed, she had learned she had enough light to cast shadows.     Loyal to

Planting a constellation

He put a finger on the surface and watched the perfect stillness of the lake be moved by the ripples created.    The boat, hanging backwards in the night sky was impossible to see from below. He moved forward slowly and started to plant another star.    Moving forward a bit more

Since the beginning of time

He grabbed an umbrella and ran into the rain with a  long brown trench coat, a briefcase and a hat.    Running late like usual but not his fault this time, not that anyone was going to believe him but still.    Trying to stop a taxi he stepped into a puddle

Lights off

They pulled over quickly on the countryside road, It was almost time.  All the lights from the adjacent cities were about to be turned off.    It was the fifth year in which some small parts of governments decided to create a holiday in which at ten every light in the

Floating life

With his hands on the ground, he pushed until the dirt was up to his wrists.    A seed planted between them started to grow slowly one leaf at a time.    He took the patch of dirt after there were a couple leaves out and moved it inside. There he made

Down below

She put a hand on the ground and the floor around her melted into a bubble that then surrounded her.    After a word, followed by the crushing of a crystal, the inside of the bubble glowed before disappearing.    The inside of the bubble was transported to the heart of a

A path in the stars

The darkness of space unfolded in front of him. After pressing a couple of buttons the room was illuminated by the hologram in 3D of the closest galaxies.    The room was illuminated by the light of the stars and he could zoom in and out to trace and calculate a

His conscience

He clicked the recorder and continued. " patient Carlos M. is Eighty years old. Dementia. Part of the case but unable to know how much of the story is true" he came into the room and pulled up a chair.    " Good morning Mr. Carlos, how are you feeling

At the lobby

He sat in the lobby not knowing what to wait for. As entertainment at the bar inside it she sang. Nothing but a guitar and a mic.    With a notepad to pass the time he wrote about her voice. She was singing about God.    for three minutes sitting in that

Life nebulae

She rowed her boat over the stars and carefully started to take into a bottle a piece of the nebula.    This was the seventh that night. She would bottle them up and bring them back to the lab to study them.    In the lab, she moved them from the hotel

The canvas of the mind

The light came in through the window, as he sat down to take a break. playing with the brush in one hand he sat looking at the new painting.    One of the big ones, with vivid colours and lots of time still to go for it to be ready. Just

Hypnagogia

He sat on the bench, watching the fountain as the day turned into night.    The first star started to shine on the water of the fountain, as it did in the sky.    Then it wasn't in the sky anymore; instead, a glowing fish swam in the water.    He

Unholy union

In nothing but the light from a candle he drew a circle in the altar and drew the names.    With a long white beard with yellow around the moustache because of the tobacco used for divination.    With a hand full of rings he moved the hair off his face to

Heads

He walked through the doorway into a dark room. The door closed behind him and there was nothing inside it.    The sound of a drum beat far away guided him as he moved carefully sliding his feet over the ground to see if there was a change in it.    With

To forget

Bathed in moonlight he got the ingredients ready.    The light of the full moon walked over the water like the first night. He crushed the leaves, took water from the lake and a drop of blood from his finger.    The moon watched from the water as the rest of the

Abandoned memories

An abandoned park sat in the middle of the forest. The green started to eat the metal and the leaves covered the rust of the poles and old lights.    The carousel, not moving but somehow with still energy to turn a few light bulbs here and there.    He got on

Tides

The sea saw her one night, as he moved and played with the sand on the shore.    He saw her reflection in the water. Swimming back to the light beaming through to the deepest and darkest corner.    Watching the light, he wondered if he could touch it, but every time

Dream farming

The wind moved the flowers on the field outside the window. The tall grass on the hills farther away moved like waves in the sea.    A small log cabin with a cozy inside was placed in the middle of a forest. She sat at the kitchen counter drinking tea, quietly