Stories tagged “Brass”

  • An Opened Door (part one)

    “The key could not be used…” I whispered sadly. My gaze fell to the floor, but the eyes of all who had faith in me bore into my soul. All hope was gone now. Something that I had once thought to hold significant opportunities was noth...

  • An Opened Door (part two)

    How stupid I was to almost believe my words right then and there. I was older now, but I couldn’t call myself wiser. If I had wisdom, then I would have been able to use the key. It shined in the fleeting light of the sun that poured through windo...

  • An Opened Door (part three)

    But the people would still need someone. Clearly, the person they were looking for wasn’t me… Even so, how could I abandon them after all they had done for me and for each other? I searched for a hidden truth; some impunity or forgiveness for ...

  • An Opened Door (part four)

    I dared to look up. My gaze was fixed on the little wooden cross that hung on the wall across from where I stood. Jesus had sacrificed himself for the people he loved. Many had doubted him and wanted him dead, but he still suffered for them. It was s...

  • Unexpected Developments

    Cancerous vapor fills my lungs as I take another deep drag of my cigarette. The smoke wafts towards an open skylight, at odds with the sunlight streaming through the broken glass. Glass shards litter the floor, intermixed with blood. I pull the shell c...