Walking Shadows
Walking Shadows
“The wallpaper was cracked, aged and torn in large, harsh gashes. He knew this place—he'd walked along this hall a very long time ago. "…see the seriousness of events unfolding…it's my fault really. I never even considered the boy had magic. He's never used it…and now they say he'll be more powerful than me…" What boy was magic? Who will he be more powerful than? He should know those voices—but just couldn't remember. Joe continued walking, listening to the voice as he slowed his pace. And as... he moved, what he used to call "the hallway nightmare" returned to him. A reoccurring dream of something that had, or hadn't, happened. In it, he was twelve…or was it eleven? It didn't matter…even as old as he was now, he was terrified. This hall belonged to his grandmother. He'd found it by accident back then, trying to find a place to hide from his cousin—the one twice his size with the I.Q. of a gnat. Marty didn't know a lot about learning, but he did know how to bash heads. And he hated Joe. And Joe had found a door in a closet at the top of the stairs.MoreLess
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