Twelve years, nine months and four days since the beginning, Event Zero. Five days since the end of the last event ...

Summer came late that year, but when it arrived it was a wonder. The garden grew like a jungle...

A gacier dies when it can't move anymore.

‘Hello, moon,’ she murmured into the sky where the moon cut a sharp silhouette against the morning’s fading grey.

It was unseasonably hot for October. At least it was dry, the golfers agreed. That was the important thing...

I blink away a droplet of sweat and draw Bea's thin frame closer. She looks up at me, shivering despite the heat...

Sam’s fingers went double-time on the keyboard...

The world was quiet. It seemed more... peaceful, at least since I was here last. ...

Chas Lind was not as well known as his father Carmine Lind, the fourth richest man in the world....

Two young women, talking by zoom...