microfiction Revenge's Burden “We’re heroes, Brody.” Otis said softly, with a smile eerily like the earnest young man he’d been when they set out. “Heroes don’t murder.”
microfiction The Viewers' Views Bjorn the dwarf is skeptical that the route taken to the top of the mountain makes any difference to your view at the peak. But there must be some reason people take the harder path, so like any good dwarf he sets out to test this.
microfiction Weaving Gratitude Charlotte has always prided herself on being a helpful, accommodating, low-maintenance familiar. But making it so the person you’re supporting rarely has to think about you brings its own problems…
microfiction The Sweet Rotting Scent Of Rebirth It was funny. The flowers hadn’t smelt of much when they were fresh. Now… they’d gone past death, into trying to become something new.
microfiction The Truth-Giver Once, so far away that it could almost be quite close, there was an alchemist told to find Truth. But the truth is a tricky thing to distill, and harder still to swallow…
microfiction Local Peace Dove Speaks Up It was never good when an interview turned into an impromptu counselling session. Especially when you were interviewing someone of a different species and weren’t sure what would be comforting.
microfiction A Precious Gift, A Shattered Trust I was five years and five days of age when a monster knocked on our door, saying he’d come to collect his child. My father pointed to me…
microfiction When An Angel Needs Knuckledusters As an experienced foster parent, Cathy has dealt with all sorts. But having a sick-looking rumpled figure on her doorstep claiming to be someone’s ‘guardian angel’ is a new one…
microfiction Off To Take My Dragon-Flying Test I’m sixteen, and like any other citizen of Aria that means I’m taking the test to get my dragon-flying license. After all, it’s the only way to get around up here…
microfiction A Candid Interview With A Succubus's Business Partner So, Mr Brooke, what’s it like working with a succubus in a, uh, close capacity?
microfiction The Fall Of Vukmaw The Moonlight Empire has fallen! Mighty warrior Vukmaw lies slain on the field - waiting for the ref to call the battle so he can hit the showers.
microfiction Chasing The Compass Song 2 It’s taken three months, but Wilma is ready to adventure to Todd’s standards! Finally, she’s headed for the old lighthouse on the island, looking for answers…
microfiction The Hiss Of Death Of the twenty-eight soldiers who’d been sent on a charge through the Lightning Caves, Theo was the only one still alive. With all the protective equipment having failed, can he figure out a way to escape?
microfiction Phillip's Debut Role Postponed Cal’s the calm twin. Always had been. So when he whispered “Oh SHIT”, I looked up. Despite struggling with an angry goat and balancing on a bucking raft which had felt plenty big enough when we planned this stunt.
microfiction Statue Limitations While Margaret’s parents said she could go to Mark’s birthday party, turns out they didn’t give instructions to the home AI - and now they aren’t answering her desperate calls. What’s a teen to do?
microfiction Emergency Contact For The Other Side The worst part about being a medium was that, once you’d truly pierced the Veil and become a psychic conduit, there was no way to keep office hours. Beatrice hadn’t been blessed with an un-interrupted evening in nearly a decade. But tonight’s contact is urgent…
microfiction When The Sky Falls Again For as long as anyone except Mr Grady could remember, the sirens on the old bunker only went off once a year, when Mr Grady ran the annual test. Silly old man. The sky hadn’t fallen in decades. Many people were loudly sceptical it had ever fallen at all…
microfiction Old Enough To Choose “I wish… well, I always wish she was still with us. But if we HAD to lose her… I wish we’d managed to do this sooner. It… it would’ve meant the world to her, being here with you. Here FOR you, for this.”
microfiction A True And Lifelong Love While Muriel knew she was lucky to have friendly classmates, being the only non-human at her school was still tough. But it was all worth it to be by the sea.
microfiction Detective Grant And The Case Of The Smashed Wedding Cake When the wedding reception is sabotaged 12-year-old Grant leaps at the chance to be a detective. But untangling what happened and when turns out to be quite a task…
microfiction Thinking Of You The arch-fiend is slain! Which means the world is saved… and that one of the heroes is doomed to fade away. In the wake of this grief, what is left?
microfiction Freeplay Horror In The Midnight Arcade Determined to make the most of the arcade’s birthday party free play offer, I didn’t realise how late it had gotten until everyone else was long gone…
microfiction The Sky Cried For Him Being a big sister carries challenges and responsibilities, especially in a village where twins are always born with magic…
microfiction The Marvellous Failed Hangover Cure Alchemists creating dangerously potent home-brew and wild cocktails was a cliche, but one many young alchemists were happy to perform. Vicky was in the cohort who rarely woke sober on Saturday morning, and had using this as grounds for testing hangover cures.
