Daydreams


Brief, largely fictional prose pieces; one-shot story starters.


sun setting over the ocean

We’re foolish, don’t you think? After hundreds of years of living, humans still don’t know how to die. And after hundreds of years of dying, humans still don’t know how to live.


Daydreams

happiness

“Happy birthday, Haku,” she said. I watched her, soft and silent. She gazed at me with full and gleaming eyes, soft hazel shaded gray, and I was so touched I wanted to cry. “I haven’t seen you in a while,” she said, “and I almost thought that I wouldn’t make it tonight, either. Things have…

the things i still remember

“Wait for me,” he’d said that day… I still remember his eyes. Amber-colored, soft and gentle. They lit up at the edges when he smiled, and then narrowed and seemed to draw forward when he was being intense, thoughtful, or serious. He’d gazed at me with those narrow eyes that day – the day he…

Care

Somewhere in the back of her mind, Hanna registered the sound of a door opening and then slamming shut. She remained in her bed, eyes closed, refusing to acknowledge it. A few moments passed. “Hanna,” a firm voice called. “I’m here for a visit.” She didn’t reply. She didn’t want to. She didn’t have the…

Ella

“Listen,” he murmured softly. “I want to thank you.” “There is nothing,” the younger man replied. “It is what we are meant to do.” “This is… wonderful.” They sat for a while in a soft silence, feet dangling over the edges of the rocks, gazing out at the rocking sea. The waning crescent moon hovered…

Kindness

The little girl sat beneath the tree and cried. The tree was beautiful, tall and expansive and glorious, piercing the blanket of the sky with its numerous branches. It was also dead. It wasn’t just a lose-your-leaves-in-winter, plant-hibernation kind of dead; it was actually, truly dead. There was no more life to be found within…

reasons to stop talking

“Tell me something, Haku,” they say quietly. “What’s that?” I ask. “Did you mean it? That day, when…” I’m taken aback. “When what? I don’t know what you mean.” They sigh, obviously struggling to find words, and I level my gaze with theirs in uneasy concern. I don’t know what brought this up all of…

Sela

“If I could tell you one thing, I’d say… you’ll never be alone.” We lay on the floor side-by-side, quietly gazing upwards into nothing. Soon, everything we had would cease to be. And we knew it. We were just waiting to see who would die first. Sela breathed, slow and rhythmic, her sharp mind turning…

Ritual

“Just follow me,” she’d said, and I’d followed her without looking back. Today is our one-year anniversary. Technically, we’ve known each other for much longer, but exactly one year ago, we’d made it official. Sometimes it matters to make things official – something about the formality, the gravity of it, the sudden sense of responsibility.…

Borderlines

“You will not remember me.” You will not remember me. It wasn’t the words themselves that gave me pause; it was something in the way he said it, the way he spoke, the way his mouth moved to give form to the sounds. The boy looked at me and said, with absolute certainty, “You will…

Connection

“Who are you?” “Um… My name is Kohaku…” The young man studies me. “Okay, but who are you?” “I live in the apartment above you,” I say. “I just moved in.” “Oh.” He scratches his head for a second, turns to glance over his shoulder, and then looks back at me. He opens the door…

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