Forest Creatures: Quiet – Part Six
Serial Fantasy “We are to leave soon, Little Thing,” Ice said lazily one evening while freezing little flowers beside her until the red petals dried and cracked apart. “You must take your heart and...
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Serial Fantasy “We are to leave soon, Little Thing,” Ice said lazily one evening while freezing little flowers beside her until the red petals dried and cracked apart. “You must take your heart and...
Short Story The Shrew had never left the sea coast it was born on. It had dug out a damp burrow in the rocky banks and could eat anything that smelled of fesses....
Serial Fiction Ron sat in the middle with the priest and the Brewer on his sides. He liked that because he was the biggest talker and was perfectly situated between his old and...
Serial Fiction In the bathroom of the hotel lobby I stared past the finger-smudges and backsplash at my frowning reflection. I’d done my hair three times already; once in the room and twice in...
Serial Fiction Preparation was over. It was time for a breather. The Brewer’s math tutor always told him not to solve problems on the day before the exam. To air out. Do what...
Fantasy “Would you like to know the secret?” Little Thing nodded. “If you can survive submerging yourself in this spring I will tell you and then I will make love to you.” The human...
Short Story The forest was full of seeds. And if the Laughingtrush took measured risks and poked about the rotten leaves. It would be well fed but alone. Food was not enough. What...
Short Fiction Bethany had never attended a singles night before. Yet here she was, sitting at a table by herself. Her drink too weak, her dress too tight, She fumbled with the neckline,...
Short Story The highway glistened with every fat rain drop as the fading sun beamed a bright orange into the cars rearview mirror. Jerry Wells’s vision was as blurry as the passing pines...
Serial Fiction Laughter exploded around the table. The table-wear clutter dipped again and bounced right back as everyone resumed eating. The workers were too tired for lengthier inquiries into the fabric of sauce...
Fantasy The immortals served their sentences and paid no head to the fact Little Thing was overhearing. For in their eyes, Little Thing was just that. A little human, meek and powerless, there only...
Poem You trusted me I failed… You loved me I hated… You gave me bliss. it faded away… Sunny morning kiss all is now astray I know what I did bad and dark...