kimgardarkwolf

Sighing, he tried to let the worries drift off again. As soon as he thought he was rid of one lot of worries and concerns, another crop sprouted and grew just as swiftly. Surprises lay around every twist and turn.  He wondered if he could ever get used to such a place. It was almost as though his desires and wishes came true not long after he thought of them. The idea was absurd. Ludicrous in fact. The very notion that oblique ideas could spring to life was beyond belief.  It wasn’t as though he could think of anything and it would occur, was it? If he imagined a great sparkly unicorn, shining so brightly he had to avert his gaze, it di

That night, Timothy’s dreams were peculiar. Moreso than many dreams tend to be. They kept jumping from one subject to the next, giving only brief glimpses of various objects, occasionally the face or a distinguishing tattoo of someone.  A couple times it became an ongoing viewpoint of something flying through the air.  Initially he had thought it a literal bird’s eye view, but when he thought about it after he woke up, he recalled the images had not been as he would have expected.  Besides the unknown terrain (which given he was knew to wherever this was, was a given), the colours were slightly different.  In some cases, slightly

“Uh… hi,” Was Tim’s rather feeble and hushed introduction.  The smiles on the two strangers, having never met him before, only served to appear creepy and not the normal happy and friendly gesture the purpose was for a smile. The two just smiled  some more.  Timothy really was nervous, and given how easily they had snuck up on him, and the strength the big guy had, there was no doubt they could overpower and kill him easily if they wanted. The big question though, was what did they want from him? They had pro-actively saved him (though he supposed that by saving himself, given they were in the area too, they probably

“Damned optimism” he muttered darkly to himself. He should be a tad more panicked than he was, but no. Instead his mind was almost cheerful at this unexpected turn of events. Seeing the positive aspects over the negatives. Sighing, at least he was able to put thoughts together coherently. Getting to his feet, slightly shakily, he surveyed the scene. Putting a hand to his brow to shield his eyes from the sunlight, he tried to spot any useful landmarks to even vaguely identify his location.  After a few minutes, of course he couldn’t find anything. Slapping his forehead and grimacing in frustration he of course realised a diff

Timothy stood still for a couple of minutes, as the realisation of what this could all mean, were it true, hit home. However, this was still all theoretical.  There was no conclusive ‘proof’ or evidence any of this were actually happening. Supposition and fantasies were not substantial evidence for anything. He tried to shrug off the fear that had momentarily gripped him in the wake of possibility of life changing events.  They hadn’t happened yet, and likely wouldn’t, so needless worrying was pointless. If any of it definitely happened, then he could start to worry with justification. Until then, he just had to let it

*** In the morning, the man stirred from his dreamful slumber slowly.  He had a day off, so he had nowhere to be urgently, and the chill in the room meant the cosy warm bed was not exactly something he wanted to leave. Indeed as his mind woke further, the cold hit him harder on the exposed face, and he pulled the covers up tighter, trying in vain to stay warm.  He really regretted not having night heating on, and having not yet unpacked and fitted his electric blanket. Though he also realised as soon as the blanket was fitted, he would definitely struggle to get out of the warmer bed. Still, he was now awake. Dreams were fading fast, along w

The rain pitter-pattered as it hit the windows of various buildings lining the streets. Not quite a full on down pour, but more than an annoying drizzle. It penetrated clothing with ease, and an umbrella was more or less useless given the angle of descent. The bitter autumnal wind whipped long coats and scarfs up and about, adding to commuter misery wherever they went. One figure in particular was having less than a fun time.  Having taken an umbrella thinking it would help, he had been proved wrong, and was now struggling to carry it alongside the various errands and groceries filling his hands.  Indeed, such was his regular fussing to adju