::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?


Instinct began as a recurring dream of mine.  I began to write down the pieces I could remember in the morning, and slowly it became a bit more.  Then, a bit more.  I post bits of it here, and may one day post the entire story, when it is finished.

The premise is this:

Elisesofia Petlykov is running from something.  Her life is surrounded by legends, beauty, and glimpses of memory that seem to fall just out of focus.  There is a network of people surrounding her that help her along the way.  Her mission is simple, but not obvious to begin.  Her past is complex, her future a constant question.

I love and appreciate any and all feedback as I work this story out.  Maybe it will become something.

Part 1:  Meet Elisesofia Petlykov
Part 2: Meet Everst
Part 3:  Running
Part 4: In the Forest
Part 5: Meet Kitra
Part 6: Gabrielle, Ryker, and Simon
Part 7: Who was Nadari?
Part 8: Who are you running from?

More to come.