Tag: Short Story
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Bar Assistance
‘Why did you use the Priority Eight rescue signal…’ fading into view, Dorakk glared at the humanoid male standing behind the counter of Joe’s Bar, adding ‘and why do you continue to use it – obviously I am here so you do not need to continue to call out for assistance.’ At eight and a…
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Transformation
Roland sat and looked at the tired expression staring back at him through the smeared glass of the old mirror, his eyes looking like tiny pin pricks in a puffy blanket of skin that surrounded them. ‘You’re getting too old for this now,’ he pondered, opening the creaky drawer beneath the table, ‘but you decided…
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Upstairs
‘But the room’s too small,’ Denise said, looking at the mock-up of an extra dining area in a disused room on the floor above the large one that houses the Six Sentence Café & Bistro, ‘it will be even smaller with all the furniture inside.’ ‘Nope… it’s not too small,’ Tom replied smugly, ‘it’s bijou,…
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The Unicorn Challenge: Let There Be Light!
Gather round… gather round… my voice echoed around the empty cellar. I say, I say, I say… I laughed, noticing just how small things amuse me. The light from my torch flickered, creating a strobe effect in the dark room. I was positive I saw a face looking back at me but decided it was…
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The Unicorn Challenge: Swan Lake
Clum peered out over the waters of Lake Sirencio. “There’s no sign. None. Whatsoever.” Anlagga walked to stand beside him on the shore, handing him a small brown satchel. “Try using these.” Clum carefully took out the magnifying glasses, set them to maximum zoom, and put them on over his eyes, the rubber strap a…
The Mansionic Perspective 