Mr Careful

It was back in those olden days where men were men and women sighed, but not often enough in the ways that those men hoped. Still, though, many a man would mount his mighty war steed and after doing that thing with the manual choke so the engine didn’t flood, he’d ride off to doContinue reading “Mr Careful”

On the Run

When time almost feels solid, as though it’s possible to heap up each second into a pile of minutes until those minutes become hours and those hours turn into days. Each second of our time together seemed special, precious. I wanted each of those seconds to be some shining jewel of a moment I couldContinue reading “On the Run”

The Ritual

Jane hadn’t wanted me to come with her to the cottage at first. But I had always liked her mother. Now the old woman had died I would miss coming to see her. I came to help her clear the cottage of her mother’s belongings, so it wasn’t the happiest of times for Jane orContinue reading “The Ritual”

The Shadow and the Prey

It was a shadow that moved with its own life force, for its own purposes. It hung around in the dark places, waiting. It was a creature of the dark places, but it did not belong to the dark. It used the dark as other predators do, to satisfy its urges, to satiate its needs.Continue reading “The Shadow and the Prey”

Songs of Loss

‘Why do you only ever sing songs of loss,’ I asked her once. Shelda looked at me through half-closed eyes. ‘Because that is all there is.’ She raised a weary hand from under the thin sheet covering us. She waved towards the window. ‘Look around.’ I nodded. I didn’t need to look around. The cityContinue reading “Songs of Loss”

Who Am I?

I stared at it. It wasn’t mine. I know hands do look very similar to each other. But this one wasn’t mine. Nor was my left hand when I looked at that. After all, I am thirty-seven. By now, I should know what my own hands look like. These weren’t them… either of them. ThereContinue reading “Who Am I?”

It is About Desire

‘It is about desire,’ she said. ‘Ah, desire.’ I replied. ‘Desire and I parted company a long time ago. We are strangers now.’ She knelt up on the low divan, edging closer to me. Her hands carved shapes into the air between us. I saw a vision grow out of the stillness. A faraway placeContinue reading “It is About Desire”

What the River Knows

‘What is it?’ Stumbling into the village, I lay my burden down on the ground near the central fire. ‘I found… in the river.’ I was breathless as I knelt by the side of it and unwound my cloak. ‘It’s a demon.’ I looked up, Krim made the sign of warding off evil as heContinue reading “What the River Knows”

Each Day That Passes

People tell me there are gods that rule our fates. They say there is a plan, a reason for everything that happens to us. They say the gods care about us, look after us and make sure our lives have purpose. I have to wonder about that. I am old now, but even when IContinue reading “Each Day That Passes”

The Voice Inside

It had slept for so long. It didn’t know for how long. Time did not mean much to it, and time when it slept was no time at all. But the long cold was over. That, at least, was something. The warmth, then the heat, then the scorching fire of the fall meant the longContinue reading “The Voice Inside”

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