Ouroboros

Sir Philip of Motocadia turned as the steel-toed boot slammed into his stomach, but still felt the brunt of the impact as it shattered at least one rib. He grunted as he landed flat in the dry dust, thrown several feet by the blow. The two other Vandals laughed while the one who’d kicked the … More Ouroboros

Against The Wind

The pines whispered. The old oaks groaned. Ravines thin as razors screamed high in the shattered hills. The tempest had come. At the border of the farmlands, ancient family trees writhed, tugging at their own roots in such a way that the very earth seemed to breathe. Fencing stones, fixed to their places since time … More Against The Wind

The Circle

The boy from our world and the man from his own crossed the blood-orange grasses stretching to the horizon of an ochre sky. The man made his way slow, searching, solemn, his feet aching with the steps of a thousand days. The boy’s feet were sore too, but he hardly felt them; he registered only … More The Circle

Selkie

The sun rose imperceptible in a sky of steel wool that Saturday. Sally blinked — twice — then turned on her side, away from her boyfriend’s best impression of an elephant seal. 9:15. The clock on the nightstand glowed a feeble green. Sally indulged a grin, directed at no one but herself, as she rose … More Selkie