
Flash Fiction: Your Move
The front door towered over me, a solid slab of studded oak. No one needed a door that big. It was a way to mess with the minds of people | Read more…
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The front door towered over me, a solid slab of studded oak. No one needed a door that big. It was a way to mess with the minds of people | Read more…
Samael weighed the bag of coins in his hand. Even if it were all gold it would be insulting and it clinked like silver. He set the leather pouch on | Read more…
“Mummy, I picked some berries.” She kept her eyes glued to her phone screen as she tapped out a message. “That’s nice. Make sure you share them with your sister.” | Read more…
“I can’t die.” Even before I say it I know you’ll never believe me, but it’s true. “I can prove it.” I turn the knife over in my hand and | Read more…
Alice tried to remember who had given her the key. The memory seemed to dance out of reach. Strangely she could remember the rest of the day, but not that | Read more…
Between the pale green, silver-spined fronds, round stems probe the air with tiny explorers at their tips. It’s pointless. The plant sits on top of a filing cabinet in an | Read more…