Pulse – Chapter 1

The bird ruffled its feathers and cocked its head to get a better view through the dirty window. A blur of blue, black and white bounced back and forth along the sill chasing what it could see on the other side. Stabbing at the old glass with its beak, the magpie grew more frustrated with each peck, shaking its long tail and squawking in disgust. It was taking too long to trap its prize: a faint amber ring that was winking about once every two seconds in the gloom beyond. Continue reading “Pulse – Chapter 1”