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…
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The Executioner
The first time he had seen justice, he was four years old and yet nothing special in form still. A weedy boy. Skinnier than most children but fairly clean at his mother’s insistence. His hair was the colour of sun baked cow manure, his lips thin and nose stubby. The almost too large eyes he… Continue reading The Executioner
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…
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
Shama – the Listener
AI
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…
The Great Alone
Against the bold starkness of the sweeping icy valley, a smooth greyness of smoke arose from each primitive hut.
Unexpected Gifts
Playlist for this Post ‘What a weirdo!’ Leah said over Teresa’s shoulder. ‘Block him.’ ‘This isn’t Facebook. I can’t block him.’ ‘Just add his email address to the reject list then. Same thing.’ Teresa’s fingers hovered over the keyboard prompting Leah to give her a funny look. Why the hesitation? Didn’t she realise this guy… Continue reading Unexpected Gifts