microfiction Funny Business Marvin understood why corporate didn’t refuse service to trickster fey. But he did bitterly wish, at least four times a day, that the jokesters hadn’t developed a taste for human television.
microfiction Ever After Princess gets kidnapped, prince rescues her, they fall in love and marry and live happily ever after. That was how it WORKED. How had he managed to mess this up?
microfiction Strands That Never Loosen Once a week she faces what was a ritual of unity and is now an act of remembrance.
microfiction Locked Voices There was great excitement when little Heidi started to vocalise. The first of her family to have magic! Perhaps THIS child would be the one to finally break the curse…
microfiction The Particulars Of Contemporary Bog Witch Fashion Esme prided herself on being an expert in witch fashion, but her latest customer was testing both her skills and her patience.
microfiction My Other Three-Quarters Jenni understood why so many people preferred non-sapient prosthetics, but for her, this partnership was perfect.
microfiction The Immortal Book Club Sometimes what you really need is people with commonality. Especially if part of why you struggle to make friends is the hassle of dealing with mortal timeframes…
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 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 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 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 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…
