Did you ever hear a sound that no one else could hear and then it turned out to be your imagination? Maybe you heard a car pull up outside or you thought you could hear a phone ringing? It happens to us all I guess. Trouble is it happens to me a lot – especially just lately…
Category: Short Stories
The Amazon House
These people aren’t people, they are gods, she decided. They had no need for moon or stars to navigate the nocturnal seas in the way that her people did. They had strange tools instead. Talismans perhaps. She tucked her chin deeper into her grizzled wolf pelt, breathing air into it so that it may warm her briefly instead of being swallowed immediately by the ungrateful sky.
The Scourge from the North – Part 2
“There you go,” he said, when they arrived outside a snug looking little cottage. A light was on downstairs and voices could be heard from inside at a subdued level.
“There is nothing we can do just now, Korah. It’s just too dark. We’ll try again in the morning,” said a male voice.
“Thank you James,” said a woman’s voice dejectedly.
“Mrs Manrara!” yelled the man at Hunter’s elbow. “Holly’s been found! Come quick!”
The Scourge from the North – Part 1
Hunter’s lips curved upwards slightly as he watched the water burbling gently over the rocks. The ravenous swarms blighting the land had spared several thickets of Purple Tympany and these stood defiantly at the water’s edge, propelling their tiny black seeds far and wide. Near the curve of the river where a lone heron kept watch for that tell-tale flash of silver, a straggly bed of emerald reeds undulated slowly; their leaves whispering soothingly to the drunken nano bees roaming from flower to flower. May had not yet arrived but there was a definite stillness to the air, a lull in the proceedings between spring and the onset of summer…
Rehima
Over 18+ only. Violence. Trigger warning.
Waiting
The cloud is thickening and the birds are frantically trying to find some place to roost as the wind whips itself into an ever increasing frenzy. I hurry down the coastal path, the tall grass surrounding it seemingly wanting to trip me and send me careening head long down the steps. Agitation chokes me as I grip the icy cold rail knowing she takes this path daily and sometimes in the dark. Alone…
Epiales
I don’t know which one of you I dreamt of last night. Two nights in a row the faces blur as my psyche screams me to wakefulness. Too many. Too many of you. I must close the doors somehow and not let you in again. Drink, sex, pain – everything you did to me has… Continue reading Epiales
That L Monster – Part 1
Playlist It wasn’t mere jealousy. It was pathological mental unsoundness. That’s what I believe. And my partner Tom was unfortunately too dim, bless him, to see it. He had looked up to this man for quite a while now. His intelligence, quick wit and humour had him drunk. Their shared interests were a bonding point.… Continue reading That L Monster – Part 1
Outcast
He sat on his haunches and crooned softly, cocking his head on one side like the parakeets of the South Western rainforests. I dared not look him in the eye. I was afraid that if I did, somehow he would see into my soul and then he would know everything. Everyone in the tribe knew his appearance was intended to intimidate…
Darkwood
Playlist for this Post… Humans were a dying breed, so Elkin’tor sixth phase of four told her. Yet here on the forest floor, not a few paces in front of her lay a man, injured and writhing in the inky twilight. It was her second sighting in twenty three years. The other one had not… Continue reading Darkwood