The Siege
Based on the prompt: “Two opposing generals have one last chat over a bottle of scotch, before their countries go to war.” Gregor perched over his desk, head low and heavy arms set wide. The flutter of...
View ArticleTotal Immersion
Based on the prompt: “The world’s most immersive online gaming environment holds a dark and deadly secret.” I slipped the VR headset over my eyes and relaxed into the armchair’s cold leather embrace....
View ArticleThe Damsel
Sir Beaufort leant out from behind the cart. The great expanse of the drawbridge lay before him, thirty yards of weathered wood hanging on black chains the width of a man’s thigh. At its far end the...
View ArticleFrom Below
The Earth shakes above my head, shedding a curtain of dust that lingers in the stale air. Far away on the surface, I can hear it move. We trapped it, long ago. We trapped it, and now it’s free. Our...
View ArticleThe Damsel #2
Start from Part 1 Harry Beaufort collapsed into the chair. Shedding that damn armour was a welcome reprieve, but the struggle down from the mountain had already robbed him of all his strength....
View ArticleUlric and the Sorcerer
Ulric swaggered down the last of the steps and into the darkened hall, all bronzed muscle and hard leather. The wooden torch burning in his hand cast a small pool of light about his feet. None of the...
View ArticleHenry
Henry sat alone in the centre of the maze, perched upon the bare wooden frame of the refuge. He let his feet swing in the cool autumn air, and listened to the rustling leaves that sheltered him from...
View ArticleThe Photographer
I reached inside the window and pushed up the latch, easing it open until I could get a good hold on the other side. The hinges were quiet, and I thanked God for that small mercy. Then came the tricky...
View ArticleWhat Came Before
“What was the world like, before?” Miss Flyygm swam back to the front of the classroom. “That’s an excellent question, Boyyglub. Would anyone else like to answer it?” One tendril waved frantically in...
View ArticleA Better World
I step down from the bus, joining the crowd that flows out through the bus terminal. As I walk beneath the shadow of the great statue by the entrance, I place one hand across my heart as a mark of...
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