jamesconwaywriter.bsky.social @jamesconwaywriter.bsky.social · 05/06/2025Three dense knocks. Space enough between each for their weight to resonate. The brass handle rattles in its housing. I brace my shoulder into the ancient woodwork, offer up a silent prayer, and crack it. Cold fingers caress my nape from behind. ‘I’m already here darling.’ #WriteCBC 0150
