Adam walked back and forth, back and forth, like a caged and wounded beast. His hands trembled as he reached for the book. 'No....' a voice screeched, and he wasn't sure if it was his own or not. The book sat there, the cover hand stitched, the pages brittle, the ink faded. Adam turned his back on the book. 'No, no, no....you don't need it. You can live without it…for one day!' but the book sat there and it pulled and pulled at him. Adam twitched. He dragged trembling fingers through his long tangled hair. 'Just one more spell.'
written for the Chimera Writing Group Drabble Prompt: Addiction
About Me
- Apryl
- An anthropology/Art student dropout from California turned illustrator, turned blogging crafter and geek, with a few stops in between. I live in the middle of England, with my husband (a photographer), and an incredibly industrious and inventive five year old son. I’m busy juggling jewellery making, vintage book painting, occasional knitting (badly), baking, and I mustn’t forget all the blogging. I use everything that I see and dream as inspiration. When I‘m not crafting or in the kitchen I can usually be found with my nose in a book.
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