The Long Trudge Begins
The faun trundled on between the trees, sometimes snagging his burlap burden on branches. Once his nails cut through the material, but he mended it. He was a…
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The faun trundled on between the trees, sometimes snagging his burlap burden on branches. Once his nails cut through the material, but he mended it. He was a…
Normally I would click participate at a challenge and add “&sequel=36094” to the URL and hit enter, to make a sequel that was also a challenge response. I have…
And she was on the move. The bag was not tightly woven, so she could see a bit, but she was disoriented and did know the territory. Heliola was frightened. She…
Heavy lidded eyes opened slowly, revealing a shadowy encampment. A dark fire flickered nearby. She was too young to understand yet, but Heliola felt calm as…
Sitting by the stable, Staplet rested his cloven hoofs on the turf and thought, piping a meaningless ditty to keep his thoughts moving. He knew not how to…
Sandretta nickered in pleasure. Her baby had been born at last, a fortnight late but healthy as she could have hoped. Pinion looked on proudly as if he had…
They used time tags, synced with central computing. Jan was born at 3:02:45 AM, and the randomizer picked “sleuth” from the list of needed future…
So there was this guy I knew called Jack. Skinny bugger. Marital troubles. Died last night outside my house. Bummer. His wife was there at the PD, bawling her…
I used to know this kid called Terry: an annoying, obnoxious, self-satisfied pinprick. When I graduated from high school, I left that Bolshevik behind me. But…
I’ve got this sword I got from Japan. It’s a wide-bladed, curved blade that looks like it could cut through a truck. I never planned on cutting things with it…
A pretentious limerick writer Said aloud, “Come, I’ll pull an all nighter!” They then wrote a long saga, And set it to raga, AM came; gave to girl: “I’ll…
Lupe Skywalper awkwardly sat cross-legged on the floor by the low table, studying the situation. Before him was a plate of noodles, some sashimi and the jaws…
I *PILOT* my *FEAR* from *EARTH* to *MARS*, I hurtle through *SPACE* at the *SPEED* of *LIGHT* *SOCIETY* may *CALL* to me from afar; But I *RUN* through…
*Philosophy* has a Laboratory. Hell--which for all I know is the same as Heaven--is where we can best examine ideas about existence and the meaning of our…
*Challenge* me to a staring contest? The one who looks away first has to stay in the glass case, the bell jar. It’s not easy being eternal, you know? My story…
*Dark* stage. PERSIS appears in taffeta, ribbons in hair. Curtsy. Rainbow appears upstage and vanishes. PERSIS: Dark is the hope that Papa fears the most…
“*Daughter*, dear, come here. Little one, be held by your parent.” Now I have to tell you, my sweet audience of a captive performer, I have no children, save…
The dyslexic songwriter proudly held his membership card. At last, a pop star had recorded a hit performance of his song! This, the composer assumed, assured…
I nearly became the writer’s undying friend. If it had not been for their use of the wrong version of “its,” it would have happened. But some things are just…
*Bullets* inside me, perforations, piercings. You’ve probably wondered how I made the transition from life to Afterlife; now’s your chance to learn. Before I…