Interruptions to Marital Bliss
In the quiet afterglow of a crisis averted and a good breakfast, Miriam and Roy lounged in the den. Light filtered through the orange and yellow curtains…
A Fool's Regret
“Hello we’re representatives...” I couldn’t even really process what I was saying. Partly cause I was saying it in a foreign tongue and partly cause she was…
Child of the Bear: Tea and Intuition
After taking their seats, Konstantin produced two cups of roughly fashioned ceramic and filled them with tea. He handed one to the man, and lifted the other to…
Child of the Bear: The Exile's Retreat
Balashov surveyed the boy before him. Slim, but not malnourished. That was a good sign, at least. “St. Georgiy slew the dragon.” The boy’s words brought…
Blackout
Orlan groped around in the dark. Not a torch, not a candle, not even a lighter to be found in this apartment. Not even one of those apple-scented tea lights…