Tag: Short Story
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Hengeny
They’d travelled from far and wide to be here at this precise time. Folk from all walks of life, drawn to the mystical and magical energies of the Henge. When the Moon is full, on this one particular night, the Moonlight is drawn into the stones – inside the stones – and is then radiated…
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Cat and mouse tale
Carefully, Carmichael moved the loose stone away from the wall at the back of the kitchen. Enid stood back, looking on curiously. She held Snowy tightly, who purred in her arms. “What is it? Where does it go to?” Enid asked, more for something to say than wanting an answer. “It’s back there!” Carmichael, now…
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Naming Convention
She looked down at the newly-born child in her arms, and gently caressed its face. It was a he. “I think we should name him after the year” she said, gazing into the large round and deep blue eyes that gazed back at her, slightly confused, but mostly content. She was confused and content, although…
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Barnes of Tombminster
Elaine Barnes looked at the outline of her shadow on the rocks ahead of her. She laughed. “Looks like I’m ridin’ an ‘orse!”. She retied the scarf around her waist and then looked at the steep path ahead of her. Just over the hill was the Church of the Holy Queen, Tombminster’s only – and…
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In Half-Light
Shadows stretch forward as the the Sun disappears behind the derelict abbey, attempting to reach the trees that mark the perimeter of this now disused estate. The trees are clouded in complete darkness, but the space in-between, the space occupied by the elongating shadows, is bathed in a cooling twilight. An eerie half-light, neither day…
The Mansionic Perspective 