Nothing but Lights (173 Words)
Is that it? The dragon’s voice was in his head. Eric almost lost his grip on the halter buckled on her shoulders, surprised again by her telepathy. Ovah was an enormous beast and the city was far, far below them.
Eric closed his eyes, using his mind to speak to the dragon. Yes. That’s it.
Forgotten Frontier (199 Words)
A headline. A mystery. Here is the outline, the sketch of a story that is and cannot be solved. Secured for the private use of our elite, a Model-X spacecraft is stolen. The location was classified. But people talk. Others listen. I listened for years, a menial with secrets of my own. At last, it is done.
Waiting (176 Words)
She’d stared out the windshield for hours. It was raining. She could see the rain running small rivers over the parking deck’s smooth concrete. She was gripping the wheel like she was going somewhere, but she wasn’t going anywhere.
They had agreed to meet there at the Subway in the shopping center. She could imagine his face when he saw her. He would be accusing, bitter, but worse than that he would be hurt. She was tired of hurting him. She was tired of hurting.
From the Diary of Pollye Pye-Ratt
Hello again. Today Mama and I swabbed the deck. Mama says we have to keep the deck swabbed so the Moon Cheese’s boards won’t split. I wonder what would happen if the boards split. Maybe the boat would sink. I’m trying to imagine what a boat with split boards would look like.
Fire-Blood (691 Words)
The downstairs infirmary was silent and empty. Medicine jars and torn blankets were shattered and strewn across the floor.
Sister Bierce was glad for the disarray only in that it emphasized abandonment and disuse. Dragonkind was not permitted in the abbey and allowed on the outer courts only by special exception. And here was Khaz, never one to win favor with the abbot, following her in the sharp, jerking motion of a fire-blood who has forgotten his human form, his mind trapped in lizard shape. If he was seen he would be killed, and wounded as he was he could not defend himself.
Ketchup, Ogres, and Fries (200 Words)
“So this is where you ended up.”
The waiter looked up from lowering the tray in surprise. He hadn’t recognized the person at the table until now. When he did, the man’s eyes narrowed with suspicion.
“What are you doing here, Raz?” he said. “You’re going to get me in trouble.”
The ogre sucked ketchup off her thumb. “No one even sees me,” she said.
The Dragon’s Balloon (99 Words)
“But how can it fly without any wings?”
The young dragon looked up into Dhira’s face. Dhira knew the little dragon would never fly, not with its wings. She had found it in the woods, its weak wings fragile and undersized. Since then the old woman had cared for it.