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Elemental

In the end, it was the wind that betrayed him. It had seen him make his way across the mountains, seen him hike for seven days and seven nights through the dark and the cold and the hail and the rain, and when he faced them down one by one and prevailed, the wind had … Continue reading "Elemental"

Sand Castle

This post was originally published through Patreon on July 12, 2016. Cindy sat on the beach, her back to the ocean. She was digging, extracting large scoops of dark wet sand with her hands to form the gate towers of a lopsided castle. She’d been alone for almost two days. Tears brimmed at the corners … Continue reading "Sand Castle"

Putting On the Mask

After three centuries of endless searching, his quest has reached its end. The object he requires stands before him now, sparkling beneath a glass case atop a plain wooden stand that belies its incredible power. He glances about before returning his eyes to the display. He knows there are cameras recording every angle of the … Continue reading "Putting On the Mask"

Buried Alive

This post was originally published through Patreon on April 24, 2016. They said it was for the common good. They said it had to be done, that there was no other way. Eventually, no justification was needed. They were too great a liability. It was too dangerous for them to live among society and there … Continue reading "Buried Alive"

Totem, Part 9

Part 1 | Part 2 |  Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 “What about the master?” asked Jahi when he and Azibo had sequestered themselves in the boy’s chambers. The small room was spartan, windowless, and would have been pitch black if Azibo hadn’t used one of the torches outside to light … Continue reading "Totem, Part 9"

You Choose What I Write

Every time I post a piece of flash fiction on the blog, I receive private messages and emails from people who want to know if I’m going to turn it into a longer story. Sometimes, I do. Examples include Caleb (a novel in progress and a rough draft I’m already sharing on Patreon), Dying Breath (now … Continue reading "You Choose What I Write"

The Blight

Imagine: Green, all-encompassing, ever reaching. A place of endless spring. A place of fertile hopes and breathless wonders. A billowing canopy of shimmering translucent leaves, casting a bright and verdant glow over the forest floor below. Such had been the nature of the world before the Blight. Now the light that loomed over Angeline was faint, … Continue reading "The Blight"

Freedom

Fingers feeling, reaching. Hands clawing, digging. Arms pulling, stretching. Finally the world heaved, and Samantha pulled herself up to the surface. Free. Samantha was free. She fell to the cold, coarse dirt beneath the silver light of the moon and cried. How long had that foul, rancid creature held her captive beneath the earth? How … Continue reading "Freedom"

Totem, Part 8

Part 1 | Part 2 |  Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 During the next few months, the master grew cold and distant. Our lessons continued for a while, but it seemed that with each passing day, he lost interest. I could see in his mind that he didn’t trust me, that he didn’t trust … Continue reading "Totem, Part 8"

It Rises

From the depths of the Earth, it rises. The ground shudders, cleaves in two, while nearby rocks tip and slide into the endless dark below. The Earth groans, a deafening rumble like the blast of nearby dynamite, then falls silent, holding its breath in anticipation. At last, the creature peeks at the world above through … Continue reading "It Rises"