One Last Loop (185 Words)
Jane stood on the sidewalk outside her apartment. The morning air was humid, warming. It felt strange to be standing there. But after everything that had happened she had no choice but to go.
It had been quite the adventure and the revelation of a dragon living in the sewers had shaken her. She needed to move somewhere less crowded—somewhere she could at least pretend was stable.
The Clock (81 Words)
Were I the motion, hammer of the mind
I should by motion my free thought express—
And through the idle moments left in wind
Would meter action to a timed distress.
City Mouse (177 Words)
“I don’t like it,” said Nibbles. “It looks like a snake.”
“Oh, come on!” Flip raced towards the escalator, his whiskers trembling with excitement. “Everyone does it. Look at that woman. And she only has two legs to her, too. I don’t know how the human-folk balance.”
“They’re very big,” said Nibbles. “And we’re very small.”
Silver Shells and Beads (365 Words)
His cousins were visiting. Tommy knew he should like it when his cousins visited, but they were a little older than him and always treated him like a baby. So when his parents and their parents went to the beach, Tommy spent most of his time playing in the sand with Puppy.
That was how Tommy found it, digging in the sand. It was a silver shell. The shell was perfectly silver, gleaming and smooth. Tommy was looking at it when he heard someone calling to him.
Sea Monster (132 Words)
Supposing it was a sea monster. Billy and Brian insisted that it was. I thought there was a mechanical touch to it myself.
“Well go on,” I said. “See what it is.”
They looked around the bench, glaring at me.
“It could eat us, silly,” pointed out Brian, always the logical one.
Falling Forwards (1267 Words)
But oh, what joy to see him! To find him, alive! I could not stop but embraced him. Rupert patted my back with light affection. I was surprised, cavalier as he was in nature, that he did not withdraw entirely.
“Thank God,” I said, “thank God!”
“Steady on,” said Rupert, the smile in his voice as plain as any wholesome laugh. “What’s this, then?”
Martians Walking the Moon (113 Words)
The most common assumptions about aliens are that they are somehow our intellectual superiors. Most imagine a new race of beings with superior technological skill or medical superiority. But then again, there are others who imagine aliens are, if not our intellectual peers, perhaps more primitive than us.
There is always a fourth option.