Leeza-Bridget Cooper
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Poet, scribe, and conjurer of stories and film; a seeker of nostalgia, the vintage, and the fleeting wonder, shaping words and visions, holding the sacred key to worlds only a true artiste can create.
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An Untrained Mind
AN UNTRAINED MIND She was just as exquisite, as beautiful and majestic, as magical as he remembered her to be in the two decades since he’d first seen her. Her sleek lines and her friendly and inviting demeanour excited his mind and vitalized his body. After all, this time he had finally arrived at her entry, excited, keen and utterly mesmerized by the incandescent light which seemed to envelope her. There was a wonderful sense of splendour and strength about her, which was why, brazenly and energetically, without thinking of the consequences and oblivious to the danger, he leaped at the chance of becoming part of her journey into the future, into the unknown. If it hadn't been for her seduction of him across the platform all those years ago, he wouldn't be where he was today, crafting new experiences and playing joyfully and happily. He had no doubt in his mind that this was the case. He wondered as he approached her, standing there in her magisterial isolation, would she be as compliant and willing as she had been those two decades ago.
By Leeza-Bridget Cooper4 years ago in Fiction
KILLING TIME
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It was far away, but clearly visible through the hospital window. Nor did a wood of elm trees laden with snow obscure the flickering light. She looked at it in the evening, and it was still there, undiminished, in the morning. Like a spider in its web, her eyes were drawn to it, even when doctors and nurses were at her bedside, fussing with tubes and dressings.
By Leeza-Bridget Cooper4 years ago in Horror
