"The watcher of the house searched around for it's objective. Though the signs of life had disappeared, and only an empty hollow remained." - From The Watcher

This is a short story based on a daydream I had , a light bulb moment...

I really enjoy writing poetry and I’ve not really been writing as consistently as I used to. So this is just an excuse to try to start again. I honestly write for myself but what I love about writing is that anyone can interpret it how they wish to and everyone relates differently :)