Fiction
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Instant Message
by William Argyle
She still had tears in her eyes. Her thin jacket flapped above her head like nylon wings.
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The Seals
by Eric S. Brown
The sun had become a sickly shade of green and monstrosities on leathery wings swam through the black clouds above.
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The Glamour
by Lee Moan
Wendy felt the heat rise in her face, and the fingers of her left hand instinctively covered the scar.
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Killing Mittens
by Milan Smith
Besides, how was I supposed to spend my time feeling bad about Marion, if I had to spend it worrying about Mittens?
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Philosopher Quinn
by Jens Rushing
There we will set upon the hapless merchants, seizing their goods and violating their senses of self-respect!
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Joy
by David Buchan
At one end of the object, a pale face, feminine and beautiful, looked up at me, blinking.
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Prison Darkness
by Nathanael Green
But one never really can tell what’s real and what’s not here in the lonely darkness, you know?
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Bad Time
by Rick McQuinston
“Mommy, why does there have to be a bad time?”
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What We Give
by BD Wilson
It’s hard to tell in the low light, with the dark clouds hiding the first strains of dawn, but I think my skin is fading.
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Saving Evan
by Anthony Beal
I laughed reflexively, used the still-smoking revolver at the end of my arm to wave him off, not knowing the reason for the terrified flaring of his nostrils.
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The Sickening Thud at the End of it All
by Jonathan C. Parrish
The long sentence with one sound was punctuated with an exclamation point of breaking branches and a sickly thud.
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Merman
by Lindy Ryan
I walked slowly towards the edge of the sands, saying goodbye with every step, knowing with a strange peace that I would never stand on the earth again.
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Familiar Distortion
by Dev Jarrett
The blackness in the mirror becomes flat, then viscous and swirling. Its inky opacity sucks the surrounding light.
