No one would readily assume that the girl sitting in the corner of the coffee shop was the sole reason the couple, who just moments before had been ridiculously in love, were now fighting in the middle of the store. Jordan sat with her knees tucked into her chest, picking at her nails when she wasn't watching the couple fight with some sick ( Read more... )

The past few nights had been long, sleepless ones for Una. For reasons she couldn't quite explain, she felt drawn to the night, and more specifically, to the night sky. But finding a place in New York City dark enough to be able to see the stars through the layers of smog and polluted air was proving to be a much more difficult task than she had ( Read more... )

Allan loved mornings. Welll, in truth, he loved all times of the day, but morning was special for him. Everything was dripped in golden light, and even the most time-worn objects seemed magical. The world sparkled with morning dew, and the world seemed an adventure. He was always up before dawn to witness its first tentative rays touch the world ( Read more... )

There's a warehouse on fire in a part of the city that isn't overly seedy. It's about three in the morning, and the fire trucks have only just arrived to begin to battle the flames, and for the time being, it looks like a battle in which the firefighters are significantly outgunned ( Read more... )

For as long as Evan could remember, how dark the skies got during certain rain storms was strangely relaxing to him, and of all the times for a sane person to go out, he honestly preferred these times. In any case, Evan found himself in a cafe over near his apartment, looking out at the window occasionally while nursing his black coffee and his ( Read more... )

Selene sat in the cafe that afternoon, a stack of Psychology books on the table in front of her, yet an extremely different type of book in her lap. She was absolutely entranced by the book of Greek Mythology, ever since she'd met the girl in the park. Things had been coming back to her in waves... Memories of a past that she wasn't sure was hers ( Read more... )

Cali tapped her pen on the table. She was writing another story, or at least trying to. It was a lot more difficult when all she kept doing was thinking about these crazy stories in her head. Biting on her lip, she decided to get up. Maybe taking a walk would help. It was way too early to go back home, yet. And there was nothing like a nice day in ( Read more... )

He sat at one of the bar stools, his head hung low and the lights in his bar; The Naiad dim. He didn’t expect any customers but the neon sign flickered quietly under the form of the water nymph, laughing as she played in the backdrop of an almost magically detailed mosaic depicting the time he had to fight his way into Poseidon’s palace ( Read more... )

Emma detested going grocery shopping. All the random items people forgot to buy ended up in her cart. It had taken her a while to learn to create a list to avoid buying $50 worth of groceries she didn't need. She double-checked that she had her list. She never really forgot to grab it, but there were times she certainly felt like she had. ( Read more... )

Edie found a park bench in Central Park and sat down, putting down her bag that was easily heavier than Edie was. With a sigh, she pulled out her copy of Ovid's Metamorphoses and began reading her story again ( Read more... )