Posts Tagged: sleep
Nick the boatman drifted to sleep. He was awaken by the noise of other boats approaching the fondamenta. He straightened up, looked towards the opening at the end of the Calle of the Ovens, where Cillian has disappeared, then lowered
Cillian spent the night dismantling the coins, meting the metal, comparing, weighting and sampling. He drifted to sleep on the couch twice for a few minutes at a time, fully dressed.
When Julia woke up, it seemed to her as she had slept for a week. On the sofa, in the living room, she found Todd the pianist listening to Gaia. Did Todd find a way to stop the passing of time?
Who are you, asked Julia. My name is Kyoko, my memory brings me to this room every night, to repair what is broken. Julia looked around her, the bare room still in the darkness.