The Cat’s eye – A Tipsy Lit Prompted Piece

Ruth scanned the sea of colour, checking the field for anomalies. She relaxed, marginally, when she spotted no gaps in her vision; no greying edges or worse, the eerie nothingness that confused her. She couldn’t say how long she’d been there. How much of it was real, how much illusion. She knew only that she … Continue reading The Cat’s eye – A Tipsy Lit Prompted Piece