Deputy U.S. Marshal Roger Kelly’s chair creaked as he tipped the glass to his lips. The dark liquor inside left a trail of fire down his throat before…
"Sweet Dreams."
She dropped the shells into the water and prayed it would be the last time. They cupped the surface, tilted, then sank. Mina watched them with dry eyes…
Part I can be found here: They made a black line down the face of a dune, the robed man gliding gracefully across the surface of the sand as if it were…
Part I can be found here: Something about the girl’s smile made Sarah’s stomach go all prickly. There was nothing overtly wicked or sinister to it — it…
The sun is cruel. Relentless, it dogged him, draped upon his cooked shoulders, dragging him into the sand for it to feast upon his bones as part of some…
Sink it!
Hope can be hard to come by. Perhaps that is just the effect of middle class ennui or 21st century nihilism. Regardless, the constant remains: Life is…
Nobody likes a copycat...
A charming tale of a hope-filled robot.
The previous installment can be found here: Brandon thought to run. He was, after all, a survivor and before him was the face of death. But what was…
“Have you met the man in the curtain?” Sarah sighed and pushed her thumbs into her eyes, exasperated. She was beyond tired of having this silly…