The sand dunes are moving again, in her mind and underneath her feet.
She had told the staff at the home her plans, because there was no one else to tell. They were against it. Said she was too far over her own hill to be doing any climbing, but she had discharged herself, found a stick to walk with—a great scrap of driftwood that had washed up from the shoreline.
Issue 13
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Eleanor Trigg is a writer and timber frame building designer from Birmingham. Her stories have been published in Lucent Dreaming and the Floodgate Press anthology Night Time Economy. She is working on her first novel.