microfiction Mortal Shackles Of A Fated Adversary When I realised what happened, at first I laughed. Youthful foolishness. I thought only that I’d be invincible…
microfiction A Trellis Grown From Ashes Long ago, before the magic returned and the world fell apart, this place would’ve been filled with people. Liam knew that. But he couldn’t imagine it.
microfiction Riddle For The Ages “The Thin Veneer” was a strange name for a pub, and it had collected a suitably strange clientele. But for little Chrissy, who happened to live next door, soothsayers and fortune tellers were perfectly normal.
microfiction She's The Scary One It was supposed to bring peace and order! Well, probably. Nobody involved in the ritual ever stepped forward to explain. Or apologise.
microfiction Landing Point: Hubris It was going to be a wonder of technology, evidence of how far man had come over nature…
microfiction Confession, Condolences, And Coffee I didn’t mean to start the day with a confession, but the waiter asked how I was, and I panicked.
microfiction Who Stole The Moon? Cat was tired of this - after five nights of having to put the moon back in the sky, she was going to find out who was stealing it!
microfiction Absentee Arboreal Father Honestly, I didn’t expect him to show up. But here I am, deep in a woodland park, waiting to meet the man who sired me.
microfiction To Light The Sun Greg didn’t remember the last time the sun ruled the sky; he’d been born on the day the cycle shifted. That’s why he was tasked with climbing the Tower and moving the cycle on again.
microfiction Chaos Denizens Love Kindergartens When Audrey started working as a kindergarten teacher she was surprised how many fey were on the team. But with experience it was clear why beings from a chaos realm would feel at home in the profession!
microfiction Stained And Shamed Henry punched the rag back into the sudsy bucket, sweat dripping into his eyes. That’s the only reason they were watering. It was the salt. That’s all.
microfiction A Perfect Nothing Of A Talent Foresight ALWAYS came with drawbacks. Tiffany’s was overflowing with prophecies, such that she couldn’t tell which ones were important. An only half-useful talent…
microfiction Lily's Storytime Where was she? This wasn’t her room, Lily was certain of it. It looked like hers, but it WASN’T. This had to be a nightmare…
microfiction Etherial Liberation For All This group didn’t strike Bob as unusual. From the look of them he was thinking anarchists, or part of that New Age crowd.
microfiction Not What She Meant Mollie was curled up on her windowsill, reading far past her bedtime by streetlamp. But then the event happened…
microfiction The Final Element There’s no excitement quite like a horde of research scientists whose results defy all known paradigms. But they soon discover that this new element poses a risk to far more than just conventional understanding of physics…
microfiction The Price Of Hope Mack defined a good day’s busking as having earned enough for a hot meal AND the ten-quid buy-in at the local casino. He had a good feeling about this one.
microfiction Mutant Mould Or Whatever It’d been a long day already. I was not ready to walk into my apartment and see THIS clinging to the ceiling.
microfiction The Silence Collector Is there any sound sweeter than silence? I think not. That’s why I collect them. And yet, even after centuries, my collection is missing something…
microfiction Broadcast Lunacy If the broadcast hadn’t been targeted, global losses would’ve been catastrophic. But where is it coming from… and why is it targeting astronomers?
microfiction An Ideal Cradle At first it seemed perfect, a new earth after hundreds of years wandering space. Then they found something oddly familiar…
microfiction A Gate To Nowhere Normally ghoul squads get sent in once caution won’t save you. So why are they telling us to be careful? What did they FIND under that ice?
microfiction Our Mother Welcomes You Honestly? This was only like the fourth creepiest cult Natasha had been in. Er, investigated.
microfiction The Hunger Of The Cathwary Rhombus The inscription could be translated as either ‘fortress’ or ‘prison’. Scholars likewise weren’t sure what the deity it housed had been a god of…
microfiction The Last Train Home My life began to end when I fell asleep on the train home. A mistake I’d made plenty of times before, like who knows how many of my fellow commuters. But this time…
