The hum of his rig filled the room, a white noise louder than the city outside. Ty slumped in his chair, knuckles ghosting over the keyboard, eyes locked on a Discord server buzzing with avatars more familiar to him than his own family. He hadn’t looked away from the glow all night. A sharp ping […]| Thru Violet's Lentz
Ask anybody in our little town about Miss Urleen, and they’ll tell you she ain’t right in the head. But me? I know she just lives in a world all her own. Four summers back, I got called to fix her air-condition. Hottest season I can remember, and that old unit kept me out to […]| Thru Violet's Lentz
Laura whipped her aging SUV into the midday traffic. Two hours- that was all the time she had between shifts to grab Cadence and Josiah, feed them, and get them settled in before she threw herself back into the dinner rush. Damn that new management company! Her apartment building changed hands, and overnight the rent […]| Thru Violet's Lentz
Had the Whipswitch not stolen the source of Clan Calder’s fire, the thatched huts that dotted the river’s edge as it cut through the canyon below would have been alight with hearth-fires- however, this not being the case, the flat fields to the left and the right looked desolate in the twilight. Neither the feigned […]| Thru Violet's Lentz
She hadn’t meant to fall asleep in the attic. But here she was- still wrapped in the old quilt that had been their bedspread back when they were tiny and shared a double bed. Back before he made this attic room his lair and locked her out of every aspect of his world. The bright […]| Thru Violet's Lentz
Photo Courtesy of Dale Rogerson Detective Raymond almost tossed the crumpled coffee receipt, but the blue ink bleeding through from the backside stopped him. Flipping it over, he found a note scraw…| Thru Violet's Lentz
The house on Ninth Street leaned like a drunken sailor. Its porch sagged, its siding peeled, and the busted screen door never closed right- but Ninth Street was the kind of place cops only drove th…| Thru Violet's Lentz
Photo Courtesy of Crispina Kemp Every Thursday, the ladies from the Garden Club came to admire Maudie’s rhubarb. It stood taller than theirs, with stalks thick as wrists and leaves that curled like…| Thru Violet's Lentz
Photo by Simone Lunghi Joleen strolled in at a nickel after the hour with the confidence of someone who was intentionally fashionably late. Truth was, she’d barely made it out of the house. The mor…| Thru Violet's Lentz
Photo Courtesy of Blog 57 La fotografia di Ago Resta Rusty caught the light outside a cafe he had seen many times but never entered. Somehow it looked different tonight. No wonder, he said to himse…| Thru Violet's Lentz
PHOTO PROMPT © Yvette Prior A homeless man had taken to lurking at the edge of the crowd whenever Eli set up in his usual busking spot. One slow Thursday- Eli approached the man. “You enjoying the …| Thru Violet's Lentz
Photo Courtesy of Crispina Kemp They walked the same street, but today every crack in the pavement felt unfamiliar. “Do you think I’ll like the new school?” Jamie asked. Pauly shrugged. “Sure.” But…| Thru Violet's Lentz
The Liminal Cafe is situated at the border between all you have ever known- and all that is yet to come. And yet, this is where she found herself- in this crowded cafe somewhere in between here and…| Thru Violet's Lentz
