Mother and child share an unbreakable bond. But what if it gets broken? What if the child get taken?
Mist swirled around the wrought iron gate, the intricate design inviting it to play. The movement was almost mischievous, disappearing and re-forming like magic. Pauline stared at it, hypnotised. A shiver startled her awake. ‘Staring at fences while you’re freezing. Well done, Pauline.’ With a grunt, she opened the lock, wondering why they’d bothered to … Continue reading Wails of death
Blackie returns from waking the zlurp but ignores Nadec and Wyny. Wyny finally manages to get Nadec talk about her past.
The sounds outside of the box are loud, a constant cheering and deeper rumbling. I itch to move sideways a few steps but there’s no room. The weight on top of my back shifts and settles. I trample in place a few times in anticipation of what’s to come. I toss my head up three … Continue reading The box
The bus stop was almost as empty as her school bag, which had merely a few pens and the notebook for the final exam’s course content. She’d done bad on the previous ones but she knew this one she could pass. The unfamiliar confidence in that knowledge made her uncomfortable. Anxiety about having any confidence … Continue reading Lost in times past
It was dark and wet. Bobby lay curled up in excrement, his own and the other’s, huddled against the walls. At least this corner gave a small sense of safety. He had tried sleeping, but hadn’t managed more than a little bit of dozing off. Why was he here? It was all so confusing. When … Continue reading Darkness
Whenever I have something to say about the story I'm posting, I usually put it at the bottom of the post. This time though, I thought it was better to put it at the top because it might be too confusing otherwise. What you're about to read is an excerpt of a short story I … Continue reading Wind