Voldar knelt before the statue of the great warrior and wept. Around her were the ruins of the city she had once called home. Foes had swept over it weeks before. “How could you let this happen?” Voldar cried, “You swore to protect them.” But the statue r...
Find your next favourite story now
Login
Stories
The Target
The assassin's target was more than he bargained forThe killer looks down the scope at his target. He neither knows nor cares why The Boss wants this woman dead. That is not the killer's problem. The woman is undressing. Her dress slips to the floor, then her underwear. The killer watches with delight. The...
Musings of a Forgotten Deity
A deity meditates on their fading gloryI have lived forever,Or so it seems to me,In my little temple,By the shining crystal sea. Some come in celebration,Some have come to sneer,Some have run in terror,I can be one to fear. My power is enormous,My mercy can be rare,Given to the wise folk,Calli...
The Goddess Dances
A goddess learns joy from a little girlTalala looked down on the city square of Tantovar and smiled. Around her, people danced in a throng that filled the square. The rhythmic beat of hand drums and skirl of pipes filled the air with joyous sounds. “If only I could dance with them,” thought th...
Something flew past the bedroom window as Shannon closed it for the night. The dark shape went by quickly, so quickly that Shannon could not really see what it was. Startled, she jumped back. “Probably just a bat or bird,” the young woman muttered as she...
The Goodbye We Never Had
Political rivals deal with their shared pastFrank Baldwin stared out the window of his office. The lights of downtown Eversham shone before him. Usually, the mayor smiled when he looked out at those lights. A lifelong resident who had been the city’s mayor for twelve years, Frank was pleased and pr...
The Berry Girl
The mysterious girl knew where to find the best raspberriesButterflies and bees danced under the summer sun as Gail walked to the raspberry patch. The heat was increasing as the day wore on but was still bearable. With the lake as her pool, the heat did not really matter to Gail. She would re-apply sunscreen and...
Lady in the Lake
A rescue leads to a grim inspiration for an artistI am slumped in a chair, staring at my newest painting. For over twenty-four hours I have been awake, painting in a near-trance for more than half that time. The painting portrays a scene not far from my studio, a shallow bay on Lake Madeline. A woman eme...
Spooky People
A celebration of my favorite night of the yearSpooky people come out to play.This is now your special day.Scare the other folks away.Spooky people play! Monster people come out to dance,Tonight will be your perfect chance.Caper, spin, stomp, and prance!Monster people dance! Witch-y people grab your b...
Night of the Wind
A mysterious traveller heralds a strange evening in a small townThe rider came swiftly towards Avenigar. Keeping his horse at a fast trot, he reached the cluster of buildings that stood beyond the town’s West gate. Those buildings stood mostly empty and boarded up now that winter had arrived. During the summer, though...
On seeing the Light (re)born
Seeing the sun rise over the Caribbean invites reflectionI saw the light born and reborn this morning. From dark sea and dim horizon came a holy glow,A signal that night's rule was ending;A first, tentative announcement that light and life would indeed return from the underworld. That first dim glow grew bright...
Voice of Ice
He sought the name of the angel of iceThe wind gave a piercing howl, rattling the windows of Professor Jack Lange’s apartment. Jack lowered his book at the sound and stared out at the blowing snow."Wow, what a storm!" announced the disc jockey on the radio as if he, too, had heard it, "If you...