His head was spinning, the headache definitely was back now and in full force. He considered for a moment to hold the same position as the rock that he hid, in hindsight, was quite comfortable. He also…

After 15 minutes Edward came across a crossroad. Here he had a choice to make. Left meant, the short route and he would be home soon, straight-ahead meant the long route, which would take him three to…

It was a Saturday morning in July, a most unremarkable Saturday, so unremarkable I’m wondering why I, the author, am even writing about this unremarkable Saturday. But as it so happens I am writing about this unremarkable…