Holy Men in Unholy Times
Apocalyptic Short Story My breathing became labored as chilled air pulled through the damp cloth covering my face. It was a formality, as most doctors knew; a small comfort for the dying. Those entering...
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Apocalyptic Short Story My breathing became labored as chilled air pulled through the damp cloth covering my face. It was a formality, as most doctors knew; a small comfort for the dying. Those entering...
Short Story John trudged in the knee high waters in the flooded streets of the peninsula. Walking towards what he thought was the inland. He’d decided to ride out the storm and was...
Dystopian Short Story From his high vantage point he had a terrific view of the poor sap below him. The Kid sat in a tiny room made of concrete — the ceiling had fallen...
Short Story From rock to rock Joe scurried like a muskrat filthy with tattered clothing, the stench of road kill left in the desert affixed to his person. In his right hand he...
Short Fiction With little knowledge of the outside, I stare helplessly at the city gates. Stumbling onto the platform, only a few stragglers continue their shushed conversations. I motion toward John, who rallies...
Short Story And so, the cities burned. A plague of fire, ash, and cinder awash between great monuments and temples to achievement, set to ruin by the will of a Titan of Olympus. Across...
“I talk all the time, even though nobody’s listening. It makes me feel a lot better, especially when I get really sad. I like the sound of a voice, even if it’s just my...