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INTO THE DARKNESS
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I’d always been different. I saw objects in the night where
others saw emptiness. Large, human shaped shadows, fierce yet beautiful,
melting into the darkness. I collected secrets like other women collected
bells; afraid to fully trust lest my oddities be exposed.
Until I saw him. He’d been gliding down the street,
unshakable confidence in every step. It wasn’t just that he was breathtakingly
handsome with perfect features. Something about him drew me. Sucked my focus to
him and then tugged at my body. As his eyes met mine, I was entrapped.
No one had noticed him. He’d been right there, just beyond
the light, but only I had perceived.
I had to know if he was real. Or maybe I really was crazy.
And even when my secret box was blasted wide open, dangers hurled at me like
throwing knives, I couldn’t stop until I unraveled his true identity.
I just had to know.
“She was fated to live.”
“Then why must you save her?”
“Often Fate is struck down by dumb luck.”
Excerpt:
I huddled on my bed later that night with my knees pulled up
to my chest. Thinking. Focusing on what it was I couldn’t remember. It was
there, hovering around my conscious mind. Nudging me. Waiting for me to pay
attention. To remember. It was the key to that insane situation in the park.
I flung my wet hair out of my face, pulled the sleeves of my pajamas over
my hands, and glanced out the window.
The stranger waited. Outside, he watched, staring up at my
shaded windows, just wanting me to know he was there. He was waiting for me to
come down to him. He had the same questions I did—I was certain he felt the same things.
How did I know this? I just did. And that scared the holy
crap outta me!
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A wine country native, K.F. Breene moved to San Francisco
for college just shy of a decade ago to pursue a lifelong interest in film. As
she settled into the vibrant city, it quickly became apparent that, while she
thought making and editing films was great fun, she lacked cinematic genius.
For that reason, her career path quickly changed direction. Her next goal was a
strange childhood interest, conjured at the dining room table while filling out
a form. For some reason, her young self wanted to be an accountant. Thinking on
it now, she often wonders how she had any friends. Regardless, it was the
direction she finally took.
While she could wrangle numbers with the best of 'em, and
even though she wore the crown as the most outspoken, belligerent accountant in
the world, her mind got as stuffy as her daily routine. It was here that she
dusted off her creative hat and began writing. Now she makes movies in her
head, not worried about lighting, shutter speed or editing equipment. Turns
out, a computer is much easier to manage than a crowd of actors. She should
know, she was an actor at one time.
Website:
KFBreene.com
Twitter: @KFBreene
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