Deer Caught
When an enchanted tree abducts Sarn, he’s thrust into a mystery revolving around a double homicide. Murder was just the beginning. Continue reading Deer Caught
When an enchanted tree abducts Sarn, he’s thrust into a mystery revolving around a double homicide. Murder was just the beginning. Continue reading Deer Caught
My throat’s a desert. Sand grains stick to my mute tongue. What’s happening to me? Continue reading No Respite – A Micro Suspense Story
His glorious eyes showered me in silver light. Shock painted his handsome face as he wiped my blood from his lips onto his tattered sleeve. Continue reading Blood, Like Leaves, Falls
My enemy’s home appeared and hope cleaved despair; my vengeance, apocalyptic,
long-promised, is delivered. Continue reading Ilium’s Fall
We rose, cutting through the ship like a blowtorch until space’s pitch black vacuum swallowed us. Continue reading Ilium’s Foe Rises
‘Tween the stars it slides, slingshotting around
planets it careens–the leviathan. Continue reading Ilium’s Bane
Shadows slide by my cement pallet. My swollen eyes open a crack to let the light shine through and it blinds me. Continue reading Ilium’s Curse – a micro story saga
Sarn’s eyes blazed, and their emerald brilliance devoured the darkness, revealing steps. Continue reading A Ghost in the Stairwell
Lifting my head, I regarded a mad man in the glass. His deathhead’s grimace made me flinch away from the porthole. Continue reading Finding Ilium
Behind every skull-capped gate, there is an Inkslinger sharpening his wits. Continue reading Ink slingers
Wickem howled as he crabbed across the deck tossing mermaid bones. Unimpressed by his divination, I squinted at the notches. Continue reading Hunting Ilium – A Micro Story Saga
A finger pricked, a cheek kissed, a future secured by a rose. Continue reading Eternal Rose – A Micro Story
Each box is a door. Climb up, crawl in and off you go. Where you land, nobody knows. Continue reading The Boxes Are Doors
Two plaster UFOs fly into a dilapidated room. Their lasers paint infrared designs. Continue reading Hidden in Plaster (sight?)
Who knew the fate of an entire race could be measured in ounces? Continue reading All Balled Up
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