‘His Tuesday breakfast is a soft-boiled egg opened with a swift beheading’ - the unsettling atmosphere, the almost imperceptible build to an understanding of quiet devastation - magnificent.
MaireadWrites
Thrilled to have a new story out today with the wonderful Milk Candy Review that features eggs, soldiers, silence and absent suns. Hope you'll give it a read:
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The day the sun forgets to rise, Mr White sits down for breakfast at precisely twelve minutes past seven. This is in the dining room. It is Tuesday. His Tuesday breakfast is a soft-boiled egg opene…
