Lachlan.M : Writing

Chains Are Not Forever

Chains Are Not Forever

A Story by Lachlan.M


The cloth around my neck provides little shelter from the scorching sun. The rhythmic, almost wave-like rocking of the horse and the dry dirty taste..
Hospitality

Hospitality

A Story by Lachlan.M


My mother used to tell me “treat other how you wish to be treated”. If only she had told more people than just me. Maybe I would not be ..
The Transition

The Transition

A Story by Lachlan.M


I come to an opening, a threshold, a portal from this world to the next. I begin to stare, at what I am un-comprehensive. I begin to look deeper; as..