Seasons and Morning Mist (203 words) She remembered standing on that ridge overlooking that moorland. It had been a morning like this a little over a year ago. The sky had been that pale, cool pink softening towards a rainy afternoon chill. She remembered huddling under her cloak, trying to keep the rain out asContinue reading “Seasons and Morning Mist #writephoto”
It was traditional, not to say required, to be married before the stones. The people of the fields and drops of Little Boulding had kept to this tradition, not at all a requirement, since before anyone could remember. So of course it was expected that if they were to be married, even a goblin andContinue reading “Facing the Stones (434 Words)”
Heroes Never Die (628 Words) “Brother?” Thor flinched. He knew that voice too well. He turned restlessly, trying to force it out of his head. But it was there, always there, in his heart. “Thor…” Thor’s elbow hit the TV tray. He cursed, throwing a plastic plate across the room. “Get out!” he shouted. “GoContinue reading “Heroes Never Die”
Reflection (74 Words) O looking back the way I came, I found my future much the same; The dreams short-lived, the shadows tall, Still one true Light above it all.
Little Girl (56 Words) The aliens were sensitive to life forms, but Ji11 wasn’t a life form. She was the last thing the humans in their containment cell expected to see, carrying the codes for their release. Ji11 would never understand the relief on the captives’ faces, but she understood the pride in Mary’s quietContinue reading “Little Girl”
Amorphous Summer’s lease is short But if he had compared her To a cloud we’d know It was true for clouds Somehow are never The same but always Changing under Under the eye And yet They are always Just the same As a Song.
True Life (46 Words) Pictures on the wall my stand Day and month and year No picture ever yet can catch The memories we hold dear
Land of the Dead (94 Words) Over the gray mountains So it is said Lies a Valley of Shadows The Land of the Dead.
The Long Walk (154 Words) “Are we there yet?” said the littlest gnome. There was no immediate answer. The gnomes walked much as they had walked for many months, slow and patient. “No,” said the leader. “There are still miles to go yet.” The littlest gnome stumbled. She was tired, so tired. “I don’t wantContinue reading “The Long Walk”
Sailing Love Song (54 Words) Fly away, fly away Bird on the breeze Bring him this message My love on the seas—