The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 3
Serial Novel After the pig slaughter the Butcher picks some of the best cuts and cooks them the same day with onions in the pan. Wine is customary. In his case the bitter chemicals...
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Serial Novel After the pig slaughter the Butcher picks some of the best cuts and cooks them the same day with onions in the pan. Wine is customary. In his case the bitter chemicals...
Serial Story That night I cried. Really cried for the first time in years. Let all the sadness, anger, frustration and fear flow from my eyes and my mouth, as I wept and gasped...
Science Fiction The first few days of travel had been relatively uneventful. They had hit the first anomaly jump without issue, and were now about halfway across the Dayukon star system. Jopp was...
Serial Short Story “Hey!” Any of the gallantry he had only moments ago was whisked away in an instant. Freak felt as his bowels clenched and then loosened. A smidgen of urine now streamed...
Short Story We were eleven and I loved her. I didn’t care what my friends said, or when they made kissy faces at us during recess when we held hands. She was Maisee Green and...
Serial Fiction Surely one morning after an important meeting she came in late handing him a report that was due the week before. Not only this but the paper was stained with coffee and...
Serial Fiction “I tell you what.” Charles said, “Take these, I promise they will help, and then I’ll order some food and we’ll all sit down to a film. What do you think?” “Pizza?”...
Serial Fiction A heavy downpour of rain washed across the windscreen of the car. It was a black night, the moon covered by storm clouds. The alleyway Harvey had parked his car in...
New Fiction Stories The decapitated head of the woman dangles lifelessly. A metal pole shoved up her neck where her spine normally would be keeps her suspended in the air. Her face represents...
Contemporary Fiction I am an expert at sliding out of bed without disturbing whoever is sleeping in it, but this thing is ridiculous. Every time I attempt to untangle myself from the extraneous limbs,...
Serial Novel Valerie sat in quiet defeat, her left hand on the arm of the floral patterned sofa and the other in the hand of her husband Charles, sitting in loyal support. His shoulders...