2Dream Threads Dreams are threads tied to the very soul, and they're fragile - with each little movement they break and fall and become nightmares, until only a shell remains. Sheila collects the broken threads and remakes and gives to new souls to revive those lost dreams - but it is not an angel's gift and those who receive it must find away to escape the worse nightmares that await.

2 Looking for the Words [stream of consciousness] It's like waiting at the bus-stop for a bus that's always late, watching the world move on. But what I'm watching for is the time when my love for death will either break or make my future.

28From a Seed to the Fruit » A little exercise in contemplation.

4 On the Windowpanes There was an old legend that told of the ghosts of their dead: their cold hands and face, bereft of the warmth of life. And there was a woman who tried to restore them, by making mittens and scarves for the dead.

10The Witch Called Desire [Story collection] She is a witch, they say, and she is called Desire.

13The Coffee Table » It's an interesting place...when you look closely enough.

9 One-Thousand Days She gave him a paper crane a day on that hill.

1 Relax It was only when you relaxed that you fell apart.

1 Tick, Tock, the Grandfather Clock Time will always pass on.

1 The Eye of the Beast Life is too fleeting to stop and look at the jaws of death.