By Aidan Alberts geralt/ pixabay Hurtling through the shrouded cover of the burning town of Paradise, Frank’s fingernails carved deep into the black leather of the steering wheel. He did not appreciate the mechanistic sound of a cocking… Continue Reading
By Nicole Walsh image by Athitat Shinagowin/ shutterstock “I’d kill for a cigarette,” Mindy said. “Then I’d resurrect his ass and charge him for the resurrection.” “Doesn’t work like that, Mindy.” She turned, flashing me a cheeky smile.… Continue Reading
By Peter Wakeman Schranz Matthew Jolley/ shuttersrtock The two of us — me and John, my cousin — we didn’t understand, at the time, that foreclosure was specifically bad. I was nine, John six I think. We lived… Continue Reading
By Christopher Ivey geogif/ shutterstock I stood on the embankment outside Seaworthy Manor as the wind threw up white-crested waves on the North Sea. I could almost hear the moan of a ship’s rigging, as in the stories… Continue Reading
By Joe Prosit Konstanttin/shutterstock When the universes came to an end, their Gods gathered to discuss. I hid and watched and listened. Where I hid changed based on how they conceptualized this nexus of potential future universes. In… Continue Reading
By Shelly Jones Teo Tarras/shutterstock I was working a case up in the lochs when I received the letter. A woman had hired me to find a missing textile, a family heirloom she had said. Her husband had… Continue Reading
By Tim McHugh Estremo/shutterstock The dancing torchlight cast tall flickering shadows across the stone walls as fifty men and women filed into the dark room. Clasped in their deep purple cloaks, the guild members circled along the edges of the small… Continue Reading
By W.A. Hamilton Image by Mia Stendal Sometimes the pain overpowers Peruc, the throbbing in his eardrums making him double over. Wrong, wrong, wrong. The narrow streets of Kristembe City flash through his mind: the high tenements, the… Continue Reading
By Evan Zilber Image by DerWeg Alfred pulled into the parking space four spots from the front door as he did every other morning of his five-day workweek. The crumbs and empty Sprite bottles on his car seats… Continue Reading
By Joseph Lewis Image by Engin_Akyurt Of all the things I remember the night it happened, I can’t for the life of me remember why I went to the grocery store that night. It might have been more… Continue Reading