Coffee Time

My coffee had almost gone. I glanced up and out of the café window. The snow was still coming down. I’d have to go out there soon, into the snow, back to the office. I couldn’t be late again, not twice in one week. She dropped into the chair on the opposite side of myContinue reading “Coffee Time”

Space Junk

It was another one of those things. Drenk sighed. This would need more than a formal warning when she got there. This made seven she’d counted in this sector alone. Analysis had shown their trajectories all mapped back to the same originating planet. Drenk hoped a warning not to launch any more of their litterContinue reading “Space Junk”

Each Day was a Gift

Helda opened each day like a gift. I left the morning there for her outside her room before she awoke. It was there waiting for her when she opened her eyes. At first, she would stand there by her window watching the morning unfold in front of her as though it was some new wonderContinue reading “Each Day was a Gift”

The Door into the Stories

I was frightened. We all were. They say the waiting is the hardest part, and that is true. We all were too scared to think, to hope to dream, to fear. You hear rumours, of course. But back in the Learning, they told us it did not matter what we felt, whether we hoped, dreamedContinue reading “The Door into the Stories”

Turning it Off and Back On Again

It looked normal. Too normal. Clara didn’t like it. Things, she knew, shouldn’t be like that. When things looked this normal, something had to be wrong. She glanced around as she walked down the street. It looked like a normal Stourham Saturday morning. Which was odd. At least for a Tuesday. The man from theContinue reading “Turning it Off and Back On Again”

The City of Her Dreams

Kerena dreamt a river that bought the melting snow down from the mountains to the warmer flat plain, turning the bare world green along its edges. It was here that she dreamt a city for her people, her family, her tribe, her silo. She built them a strong city, rising tall by the riverside withContinue reading “The City of Her Dreams”

When the Crows Laugh

We knew the story long before we young ones realised the place existed. A tale told by the old ones around the fires at night. They talked of the Old Times, and we thought they were just stories. Stories like the tales of the various long-ago gods fighting each other until they killed this world.Continue reading “When the Crows Laugh”

Not Even Here

I gave these things names. I thought it was important at the time that this should be a named world and that the creatures I put there should also have names. I have wanted a name for so long. For all those eons, I desired not just to be, but to be someone. But thereContinue reading “Not Even Here”

A World Written on it

There was nothing there. Zeka stood in the doorway, looking back at her flat. It was normal in its chaotic untidiness. Her work briefcase lay where she’d dropped it last night as she came in late, struggling to juggle it and the takeaway she’d picked up as she’d come past the shop on her wayContinue reading “A World Written on it”

Held in the Darkness

It was a long dark. It was a lonely dark. Lona lost track of the time, she lost track of her place. The darkness went beyond the mere darkness and beyond the shadows where she knew not to tread. Helda had told her that it was for Lona to come to know the darkness, toContinue reading “Held in the Darkness”

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