The Price of Hilda
Heikki sat at the end of the Christmas dinner table, the place Hilda called “the seat of honour”: a ridiculous idea of what it meant…
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Heikki sat at the end of the Christmas dinner table, the place Hilda called “the seat of honour”: a ridiculous idea of what it meant…
How could this have happened? You lay unconscious in the damp earth, blood staining the grass a dark red. The slowly rising creek washed over…
A short story by Vanessa S. Lewis It was an accident, I told myself. And I keep telling myself that, as if saying it over…
You walk up rotten black steps that lead to nowhere. You would walk back down but you are a slave to curiosity and your own…
It was an accident, I told myself. And I keep telling myself that, as if saying it over and over again would make it true.…
A sunny day in a lively forest. A proud healthy hawk flies through the air, high as the mountains. It sits on a tree branch…
It was on the coldest most pitch black night that the phenomenon took place. The angry sky roared and wept it’s hardest as if it…
The last four months of Gabrielle’s presidential campaign have been rough. She knew it would be, but it was still difficult. The attack ads went…
The first time Jörgen and Malena used the threat was when Katja was ten. Qetesh must have been one year old; Katja had been nine…
I have debated whether or not to begin with my trademarked “Ho Ho Ho”, but I wish to convey the gravity of the matter. Let…
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