Meet the boy who can smell the future. [#25 in Science Fiction - 31/05/12.]

A young woman attends a gathering one evening at a place she never thought she would set foot in again...

During the years of the French Revolution, residents of France rarely dared go out of their houses at nightfall. There was this young lady, however, who was oftentimes caught by the villagers walking down the cobbled roads of Versailles. This lady had been the talk of town that time. They kept on wondering who the lady was and why she roamed the dangerous streets at the dead of the night. But they'd never know who the lady was. The lady didn't even know herself.

How far do your dreams take you?

She sat in the dusty remains of her home, small and covered with ash, her red hair flowing like fire; it seems that a phoenix isn't the only kind to rise from their ashes.

❝It was a little after eight-the sky a void of raspberry and periwinkle and lavender carnations-and possibly the most humid day in the middle of July when I first saw him tagging the side of an abandoned building next to the rundown Mini-Mart.❞ - Young Writer's Short Story Contest Finalist.

In a blur of a night, Evy revisits her whole life. -a completed short story-

It's hard to be brave.

Will you remember? Or do you even care?

How words can change over time. I hope it gets you guys to smile :) The amazing cover by Jasper (Kony 2012) Thank you so much.