The Runners (Stories on a Theme – “Hope”)

Winya dropped her bags on the floor. The metal floor rung out as the heavy bags slammed into the floor. Winya winced. Rugs, then, Winya thought, looking around her tiny apartment. The apartments on Esl-5 were small, expected really given the relative infancy of the nation. The habitable parts of the planet were only two … More The Runners (Stories on a Theme – “Hope”)

Create my Own (Stories on a Theme – “Family”)

“Oi don’t eat all the dip,” Rachel yelled across the room. She vaulted the sofa, grabbing the last of the dip from Trae’s hand and proceeded to spoon it directly into her mouth. “Children, please,” Unash sighed from the corner of the sofa. She was the eldest of them all by 6 months, but her … More Create my Own (Stories on a Theme – “Family”)

Solitary Confinement (Stories on a Theme – “Isolate”)

“Can I sit?” Yanet looked up from her lunch. The woman, a newbie by the yellow stripes on her arms, stood with her tray of food. She had her newly issued cropped haircut, her curly hair springing out around her face like a halo. “Yes, of course,” Yanet said. What else was she supposed to … More Solitary Confinement (Stories on a Theme – “Isolate”)

Memories of Hope (Stories on a Theme – “Isolate”)

Fuane sat on the floor, deep in her memories. The memories were the access point to the future. They were a window to the past, pulling time from a place that did not exist into a person’s present mind. Most thought reading the future was all about drinking teas or smelling incense alone. They missed … More Memories of Hope (Stories on a Theme – “Isolate”)

The Jewel of Hanerath (Stories on a Theme – “Isolate”)

“HOLD IT!” Cathen yelled. I’m trying gods damn you, Thyren thought. He forced himself to hold onto the spell book, despite the heat radiating off it. The magic poured off the pages, funnelled into the glass tube by the complex array of shielding spells. Fire magic normally glowed red, but this magic was almost white, … More The Jewel of Hanerath (Stories on a Theme – “Isolate”)

Temple of Ukla (Stories on a Theme – “Weak”)

“Can you not pray away the rain?” Zivami asked as he paced around the table in the centre of the tent. “That’s not how it works,” Valite replied, adjusting her cloak, “and you know it.” Zivami snorted. “Could at least try,” he said. “You’re lucky the wards are still holding up around here,” Valite said, … More Temple of Ukla (Stories on a Theme – “Weak”)