“So,” Faiya said, moving her sword off the side of the bench and buckling it to her waist, “what do you say?” Ingeot tapped his leg thoughtfully. He always did that when he thought no one could notice. One of his ticks. “Sure,” he said, standing up, “fighting a horde of demons with you? Where … More Spark (100 Words)
“You have it?” The whisper came out of the alleyway. Recheal stopped in the street, checking around her. No one else had noticed it. They were too busy with their lives, heads down, focusing on the place they were going to instead of the route they took. “Prove yourself,” Recheal said, stepping to the edge … More Cloaked in Night (From the Archives)
The next morning, the birds sung over the Ruins of Evale. It was a haunting sound. The city should have been alive with the noise of hundreds of thousands of lives being lived. You shouldn’t be able to hear the morning songbirds this close to the walls. Tarya toed the ground with her boot. The … More The Ruins of Evale (A Teacup Story)
Arian lay her grandmother’s will out on the table in front of her. The house was quiet now, the family now having left hours before. It was amazing how much a few words could tear apart them all, in so little time. Battles over the inheritance, battles over the legitimacy of their mother Irene, battles … More Keeping Secrets (From the Archives)
Falyese traced her fingertips over her lovers muscles. Troph’s shoulders were the most beautiful part of him, in Falyese’s opinion. Strong from years of welding in the ship’s underbelly, but rippled with scars from his youth. They told a story, a story of who Troph was. “Hey,” he said, opening his eyes. “Sleep, my dear,” … More Sinuous (100 Words)
Vineck pulled the mask over his face. The long beak of the mask stuck our a good half a foot from his face. He adjusted the straps at the back of his head. It was heavy, heavier than he remembered it had been last week. But this week is different, he thought. This week it … More Mask (From the Archives)
Nadine watched as the world crumbled at his feet. The magic tore through the town, turning the buildings and people alike into dust. He lowered his hand. “It is done,” he said, pulling his gloves over his decaying hands. It was the first sign, the skin rot, before the madness took hold. He walked away … More Decay (100 Words)
“Look, Mummy, I found a butterfly!” Natalie smiled at her son, who was bouncing up and down with only the energy a young child could muster, pointing at a bush. “Just coming,” Natalie said, as she put down her garden trowel and pushed herself to standing. Her knee was killing like a bitch today, she … More Innocent (From the Archives)
“Would you look at that,” Zeeta said from the cockpit. The spaceshuttle arced gracefully downwards towards Planet 34-5, known in previous generations as Planet Earth. Small white clouds were punctuated against the bright blue of the planet. Apparently that was called a sea. So much water, Zeeta thought. It seemed almost impossible. “I wonder what … More Planet (100 Words)
What’s in a name? Not much, and everything at the same time. A level of identity that is so core to yourself that you can barely understand how to exist without a name. But a name, a name you choose yourself. A name that you pick out of a list, a name with history or … More Name of Things (From the Archives)
