The Rosebush and The Brier – Part One
Short Story John trudged in the knee high waters in the flooded streets of the peninsula. Walking towards what he thought was the inland. He’d decided to ride out the storm and was...
Short Story John trudged in the knee high waters in the flooded streets of the peninsula. Walking towards what he thought was the inland. He’d decided to ride out the storm and was...
Fantasy Short Story I found myself standing within a small, circular room, about two metres in height. My head ached and I was unaware of how I got to be there, so I...
Short Story “Seems horribly cliché,” I said. “What does?” asked Prometheus. He seemed offended. “The Greek God of time living in the most famous clock tower in the world — even I could’ve thought of...
Short Story It was a beautiful day! Mr. Stark Salestone and his family were taking a trip in their car. The gleaming red car was a spacious one, accommodating comfortably all the five of...
The old damp house dripping wet and sagging from the rain loomed ahead on the hill. The two boys stood in front of the gate paralyzed. “Come on, don’t be such a wuss,” said...
Short Story Roger sat on a stone near his bridge looking intently at the lackadaisical water. Inside were some trout, fat ones swimming upstream with modest determination. Roger was large and it took...