The door whooshed open and closed, sending equally sterilized air into the chamber. Nevan gaped at Kessia. She stood stiffly before the chamber’s central console. Stiffly and awkwardly.
All Times Must End, Part 2
June was not the kindest month to me. I spent the month under the weather. This delayed part two of Erieri’s story this year (along with some of my writing methods running into unexpected snarls). While all of this was exhausting, I kept working on getting Glimpses: Tales Fantastic‘s print version released. A battle I…
Etching Perfection
Cold seeped through Arlobin’s worn trousers. His palm pressed firmly against the rough stone and felt the chill equally. Even so, he knelt, tracing and retracing the runes in chalk.
Inexplicable Happenstances
Alberta sprawled on the ground with a mostly unobstructed view of the night sky above her. As the snow soaked slowly through her clothing she grappled with which part of her predicament puzzled her the most. That she’d fallen over the bonnet of his car hadn’t made the list.
Light and Laughter
Laughter and light drifted from the street. The sound fluttered over the eaves, teasing Dwayde with merriment beyond his reach. Always beyond. Twisting on his perch, Dwayde ran a hand over his aching muscles. What would it be like to join them for one night?
All Times Must End, Part 1
I hope you hadn’t thought the flash fiction story presented this morning was it for today. No! Not on the very anniversary of the flash fiction! Not on the auspicious day of 11 years of creation! All that time ago, I did not know where starting this blog would lead. I doubt I thought I would still be at it 11 years later. I just knew I was enjoying the ride.
Cosmos Blooms
A wet cough sounded above, leaking through the floor like fire sand through a sieve. Raelle fled for the stairs, disregarding the vials and calibrators on the workbench. “Mama,” Raelle cried.
Uneased Relations
“Where is that incompetent–” Myrill missed what epitaph Othid pared with incompetent. Still, the bellow was all the warning he needed. Sweeping the open tome from the stand he dumped in the chest beside the cauldron.
Twist of Path
Examining the network of roadways, Andreena believed herself mad. The overpass went under the highway. Her mind couldn’t comprehend how. She felt like she stared at a twisted painting, looping on itself.
The Girl with Star Fall Hair
“Do you see her?” Vale nudge Tanth.
Tanth squinted through the club’s pulsing lights. “Where?”
