Forest Creatures: Ember – Part Three
Short Story For a small pocket of time the humans were happy in the forest. Their laughter was louder than the whispering birds. I gave them their privacy, lighting myself on fire when another...
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Short Story For a small pocket of time the humans were happy in the forest. Their laughter was louder than the whispering birds. I gave them their privacy, lighting myself on fire when another...
Short Story Air flooded into my lungs in a shuddering gasp, the silence blinding me. No. No. No. “Eric, is everything all right?” The teacher was walking toward me in slow motion, but I was...
Short Story He was named Anton. Not after anyone in his family. His kin started in the fires of war and peace that ravaged Eastern Europe. His grandfather fled to the New World. He...
Part Three: John Pelham vs. Der Führer With his training and ROTC experience, John Pelham was one of the highest-ranking officials in that Rocky Mountain Mule Unit. But with the reign of terror brought...
Serial Mystery continued from part one Chapter 4 It was at least another hour-and-a-half before any of the other guests arrived. Seth had been puttering around the house mostly waiting for their inevitable arrival:...
Short Story Which tells of a time Boris and Bugger experienced a bout of “food” poisoning. For many days they reminisced on the good eatin’ they had done and been punished severely for, wondering...
Short Story For as long as the boy could remember, his father had taken him to the deli on Sunday mornings. “Two smoked salmon on everything bagels with cream cheese, please!” he would order...
Serial Fantasy “Oh, hello there, little thing,” the immortal said at the sight of her. “Is that mine?” The human gestured to the red fruit in the immortal’s hand. She was a clever girl....
Serial Fantasy The creature sat on the queen’s shoulder and watched her do astonishing and terrible things. When they first left the forest she pulled a silver shard from her wrist that was more...
Short Story We were in Mike’s kitchen drinking whiskey. He was wearing basketball shorts over his nicest long johns. He put his drink on the counter, pulled his shorts down, turned around, bent...
Esoteric Short Story I shook the outstretched hand of Prometheus. “Do I still call you Pete?” I asked. “If you like,” said Prometheus. He smiled that massive smile again.”Does this mean you’ll hear what...
Short Story I waited as long as my dignity would allow. Cori usually ran a few minutes behind, but an hour was extreme, and her neglecting to respond to my texts made me...