The Waking (1019 Words)
He woke through stillness and cold. That waking was precarious, and came and went, like a lazy tide. But at last, consciousness impressed itself on him. He opened his eyes to the world again.
Eddie breathed deep. The heavy motion almost made him cry out. His hand went instinctively to the bandage around his middle.
“I wouldn’t.” Wurther’s voice was low but firm. “You are still healing.”
Blue Dancing (78 Words)
Dancing with you, love,
Is all my delight
On a fine deep blue evening
When the sky is alight
The Bell That Couldn’t Ring (192 Words)
One day they would have to ring the bell. It was inevitable. With the increasing attacks from the cave crawlers, it was only a matter of time before barbed and electric wire was breached and the town would be overcome. So there Peter stood in the hopes of saving at least a few of the townsfolk, ready to ring the bell.
A light voice made him turn. “You know they won’t come in the daytime. You can relax, silly.”
The Umbrella (175 Words)
She had carried the umbrella since she was a girl. Sunshine and rain, there was the umbrella in her hand like a gentleman’s cane. And walking in a moonlight garden with her sister, there was the umbrella spread as always.
Angie hadn’t seen her sister in ten years. Both of them had changed, but there was that umbrella.
There was a sudden thump. A human silhouette was plastered against the steaming shower door.
Snoggle raised his head wearily, letting his fingers splay on the tile floor. The water ran little rivers down his angular back.
“I told you,” he said. “You can’t scare me.”
There was an audible sigh. The silhouette slumped. “It’s not fair!”
Dragon Town (348 Words)
For more than fifty years, every morning at eight o’ clock, Erin O’Lay had taken the dinghy around to see the dragon’s head. For much more time than that the dragon had floated on the great deep of a blue ocean. The sun had not set for some time, and while the sun was shining the dragon was content to sleep in her warmth. But when the sun set, the dragon woke, and the dragon had been not a little offended to find a whole town on its back. That was when Erin O’Lay first went out with the dinghy.
Seaside Song (131 Words)
Was a sailor, sailor lad
Fell into the salty brine
Hit his head and caught his legs
In seaweed thick and tough as twine.
A mermaid fair with curling hair
Saw him drowning in the deep
Cut him free and brought him low
To her coral home for sleep.