Lost Christmas 8

He came just after dark. I could hear his terrible steps across the city. My world trembled with each footfall.  Tonight, my room had a window to the world and I stood at the cold pane watching the giant’s advance. Each stride was met by fire. Each step an explosion. And I watched as if... Continue Reading →

Lost Christmas 6

“How’s the world treating you today, sir?” I was at the kiosk again and not quite knowing how I got there. That’s the thing with mornings, if you’re not careful they all dissolve into one. Perhaps it’s early onset of something to do with my mind. These days, it’s not working how it once did.... Continue Reading →

The Story of Eve…

The arrow belonged to somebody. That somebody was neither claiming it nor the moment. I surveyed the surroundings and saw nothing. My eyes travelled up to the empty windows in the buildings that stared down at us. Emptiness looked back and my search continued. Who had fired it? Why had they done so? Were they... Continue Reading →

The Story of Eve…

“We’ve lost some scouts.” These were the first words that Laura spoke upon her return. “Lost?” Mother questioned. “Lost, yes, not misplaced. And Maddie is one of them?” “Have they been captured?” I asked.  “We don’t know.” There was a frustration growing within me and it was getting ready to boil over. I wasn’t that... Continue Reading →

A is for Apocalypse…

I think that I had stopped talking. It wasn’t a conscious decision, not one logically worked out, but something that just arrived one morning and then stayed for the rest of the day, and the day after and the day after that – you get it? It was before the world went quiet. Before I... Continue Reading →

Lovey, dark and deep…

Just who do you turn to if you truly suspect that the country that you live in is being secretly taken over by Nazis? The answer, as I found out, was nobody. In the real world, the one that professed to exist outside the ward, few would pay much attention to such a claim. What... Continue Reading →

Lovely, Dark and Deep…

Sometimes your characters surprise you.  It is easy to fall into the obvious escape narrative. As humans, our psyche dictates that we are  running away from some imminent threat just as much as we are unknowingly running towards some other threat. It’s probably a species memory from when we were pre-meal morsels for much bigger and... Continue Reading →

A is for Apocalypse…

I remember the strangest of things, stuff that neuros don’t tend to notice. Faces are my best. I can tell if a neuro is masking, but not if they are wearing a mask. There’s all that ‘old saying’ nonsense about eyes being the gateways to the soul, but obviously I don’t think that way. Eyes... Continue Reading →

A is for Apocalypse…

I don’t believe in things that go bump in the night. There is always an explanation, for everything. Take the universe. It just did not happen because some strange deity, who had not even thought of a name for itself, deemed it so.  The universe began because all the energy that was ever around was gathered... Continue Reading →

History Classes…

We started to line up for our food. One meter apart was the rule, and no touching anyone else. For the younger boys this was as impossible as understanding poetry or those things called themes in Shakespeare. It was the same for me when I was younger. I would smash pens, turn over desks and... Continue Reading →

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