Tag: Short Story
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Expanding Order
Once we have the nuns we can decide The Plutonian Council shifted and shuffled nervously. It was the first time the council had met with the High Reverence herself, Amnarnun of Makemake, and her Sisters of the Dissolved Order. The Order, clouded in mystery, as much if not more so than as anything else on…
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Mead and Mortals
Lightning flashed and made her look up. The doors to the inn, a mere second later, swung inwards simultaneously and the room was instantly filled with a strong-odoured wind. “By the gods!” the woman muttered, but stayed where she was, propped. Zeus walked into the inn, followed by his consort Hera. “Wench!” He bellowed, “A…
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Meanwhile, in the queue…
“Hiya!” “Oh, Hi!” “I’m glad I’ve bumped into ya – did you hear about what happened to me the other day?” “No… what?” “In here! Her with the blue hair that’s normally on the end till – “ “Yeah?” “She only accused me of trying to short pay her.” “She never!” “She did. Her from…
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The Superhero Diaries 4.1: Withdrawal Times Two
The Elite Force of Britain: a group of superheroes who joined together to solve one town’s problems, and decided to stick together for the greater good. One of the disadvantages of being in a superhero group is that one team member’s arch nemesis becomes everyone else on the team’s arch nemesis also. That is simply…
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The boy who talked to photographs
It was 1972. Ben Sandalwood was three years old, with an extremely vivid imagination. He’d wake up screaming at 3.33 every morning due to the monster under his bed, or the lady in the doorway, or the smiling man by the chest of drawers. Hazel, Ben’s mother, always went to comfort him, and gently rocked…
The Mansionic Perspective 