Written for NaNoWriMo 2005, Fire On The Horizon is a fantasy adventure about magic, witches, biker gangs, shadowy government agencies, love, seals, and evil druids.
Loneliness is cumulative, you save it up all your life. Everywhere you have been alone, your old houses, your walk to work, your local pub, the shop you used to buy a newspaper every morning, the station that used to be your stop. You will pass these places and the memory will only seem half there, as if it is just a shadow or a dream. A person, any person, who shares that memory, even if they are long gone, cements the moment into your mind, makes it real. Memory is designed to work with people, it can record places, things, sounds, and words if forced to, but it is far superior at remembering people. Any memory of a person is a snapshot, the person holds it there like an anchor, dragging...