Red String- Emily Fockler ’17
There is a string round my smallest finger, red as blood, thin as a hair and tied with a lopsided bow. One of the ends trails away off…
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There is a string round my smallest finger, red as blood, thin as a hair and tied with a lopsided bow. One of the ends trails away off…
Evil is as Evil does—the night grows cold, grows close about you. Evil is as you may do—a shadow hides your screams and laughs. Your laugh? Its laughter?…
(Originally Published in the November 2014 issue of the Princeton Tory) The struggle against a totalitarian government is unsurprisingly a frequent theme in dystopian literature. Almost by definition…
“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.” – Arthur C. Clarke The blue-eyed boy follows the stainless-steel road into the concrete jungle, and dust billows up behind…
The dragon looked down at the little man, its hide encased in pitifully thin strips of steel. It held a torch aloft, the weak flame flickering uncertainly with…
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