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When Wizarding Goes Wrong

It was another day… probably. Helbert opened his other eye as much as he could. The other eye confirmed it was morning. He’d survived the night, which was something of a relief. Unless this was the afterlife. Helbert lifted his head further from the pillow. Once his eyes got the hang of focussing properly again,…

The Survivor

There are places that keep our secrets to themselves. Helva would go back to the clearing deep in the woods every now and then, just to sit and remember. She was still young, but she felt so old now that she had lost so much. Helva had nearly died during the winter, alone in the…

There is Always Time

There is always time. It never waits for us, but it is always there, taking each moment that passes and hoarding it to itself. Time is the great miser. The dragon that sleeps upon its horde of moments, preventing any one of us from stealing some time back, or going back and changing the said…

The Man in Black

‘Morning.’ ‘Morning.’ ‘Are you ready?’ ‘Ready? The man in black looked around. ‘I know I’m a bit early, but I thought the sooner we get started and all that?’ ‘Started?’ ‘The man in black frowned. ‘This is your story, isn’t it?’ ‘I think so.’ He paused for a moment, as he became Steve. ‘Only I…

An Actor in Someone Else’s Film

All of us believe that our lives are a film and we are the star. So it must come as something of a shock in that final moment when you look down the barrel of the gun and realise that you are not the star of your own film but only a bit player in…

The Best Part of the Day

Mornings. Blenk was surprised that he quite liked them. At least the part of them that happened before other people woke up and spoilt them. There was something peaceful about the early morning streets, empty and quiet. Doing the job he did, Blenk spent quite a few early mornings walking back to his residence down…

New on Wattpad: The Woman with the Golden Sex Spatula Chapter 3

Norbert was wrong about that short-cut. ‘Where the hell have you two been? I said it was urgent!’ Lord Mucky-Puffin bawled from behind his desk. He shifted in his seat and Norbert noticed the top of his PA’s head moving up and down slowly, just below the edge of the desk. ‘Thank you, Miss Givings.…

The Theoretical Nature of Theories of Nature

These days, Rectangle Spiralstaircase is best remembered as the instigator of what later became known as Theory Theory. For a long time in the past people had noticed things, but it wasn’t until the Victorian era when natural philosophers became gentlemen scientists that it became fashionable, especially in polite circles to have a theory of…

The Stranger in a Strange Town

Hella was walking down a street. There was nothing unusual about that, except she had never seen this road before, never seen this town before. The people too, did not look right to her either. It was as though they came from some other land. A different tone of skin colour and something about their…

Can’t Stand the Rain

Plunk, the new weather god, sat at his desk. There were piles of paper to the right of him and piles of paper to the left of him. He hadn’t seen that much paper since the village feast when they’d all eaten some dodgy meat and the privies had used up every book in the…