Talk 10 – Flowers
Short Story Let’s go downstairs, she lives on the first. So how does it work, have you bought paintings from her before? Once. My friend from the other side of the ocean was visiting...
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Short Story Let’s go downstairs, she lives on the first. So how does it work, have you bought paintings from her before? Once. My friend from the other side of the ocean was visiting...
Serial Fiction Three hours passed before Jonathan Hughes emerged from the apartment. He stumbled down the few steps on the stoop, gripping the handrail like a newborn clings to its mother. A shadow greeted...
Serial Story The creature watched, quivering as the boy thrashed and nearly threw the men off of him. They wrestled him to stillness with a few punches thrown in for good measure. The queen...
Short Story Enough whiskey, let’s eat something and then we’ll visit the flower lady. Are we ordering food? No, I cooked. I can smell it. Where do you keep it? I kept everything...
Serial Fiction The titan lord of time looked at me with cold, hard eyes. “You,” he said. His voice shook the air like a thunder clap. “You are a fool. You sought power over wisdom. You...
Serial Story Over the next many moons, the creature sailed over the canopies and swooped down surveying the endless woodland. It observed the boy plucking the fruit from the trees, taking walks and then...
Serial Fiction They seemed to fuse into a giant ball of fur and feathers; clawing and biting and emitting deafening sounds from their maws. In the chaos, I saw the pocket watch rip from the...
Fantasy The birds served the queen well enough for some time. None of them cared how many human lives she took if they could have new words. For every fruit they brought to her, they had...
Serial Fiction We sat without speaking for a time. The restaurant was mostly empty. The only sounds were the clink-clink of cutlery on plates and straws being slurped. These were occasionally punctuated with loud, indeterminate sounds...
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...
Serial Fiction A shadow paced in an alley behind a small apartment somewhere in Canada. His guest was late. This amused the shadow more than anything else; His guest dripped irony where ever he...
Serial Story We didn’t go to Prague. It wasn’t for lack of trying. We were standing at the foot of Big Ben and Prometheus grabbed my arm while holding the stopwatch just as before. Instantly, everything...