Read the smallest line you can see
Posted on by Craig Faulkner
I stare at the light, or rather the projection of it. It appears on the far wall; a vague rectangle of white upon a field of grey. 'Umm.' The leather chair beneath me squeaks an addendum to my murmur. She asks again. 'Try the top line.' I squint a little. There might be something else there, but mostly it's a… Read more »