His finger hovered over the enter key. The cursor blinked. Flash. Flash. Rhythmic. Soothing. Calmly urging. His finger flitted upwards and pressed down. The line of text disappeared. He typed again. Thoughts flowed down his arms to his fingers, to the keys, to the screen. After brief and fervent animation he paused, still as a statue. Flash. Flash. He blinked. The cursor blinked back. "Decide," it blinked. Indecision tore...

Our eyes meet. Her beauty is painful to behold.  Her look is an explosion of ice in my chest. Unearthly beauty? No... Surreal, Unobtainable, Inexorably transient. Look but don't touch, don't you dare utter a word, for this is fleeting. A faint smile dances on her lips, as she toys with her prey. There's a mysterious glint in her eye. The moment is made more beautiful with the knowledge that it will end imminently. Who is...

Sitting on the beach, he stares out at the ocean. It's noon, or thereabouts. He observes the waves as the ocean rolls in and draws out again like the deep, gentle breathing of a giant. The rhythm lulls him in the heat of the day, as his mind starts to wander. How long has he been here now? He's completely lost track of time, he's not even sure he can remember his own name. What was it again? Didn't it start with a J? Joe,...