The Isle of No More
a short story
This week’s short story is dedicated to David Lynch, an artist whose work I deeply love and who sadly passed away last week.
The Isle of No More
Eoin hadn’t noticed when the first island moved. Or perhaps it had always been closer, and he’d simply stopped paying attention. After thirty-seven years as the keeper of the beacon at Bridge Point, the world be…
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