THE MINSTREL

September 28, 2016

‘Villages disappeared. Where they had thrived were empty fields of waving grasses and moaning winds,’ the storyteller began, rubbing his chin and looking around to engage in turn each of his young listeners. Then he whispered, ‘Hear me well if you would save this village from … the minstrel.’ The children shrank down, wide-eyed. The […]

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THE CORN FIELD

September 19, 2016

Hake Murrow crouched hidden in the corn field, the slurry of mud sliding and dripping from his body. His heart hammered. Its echo throbbed in his ears. From far off in the distance he heard the high squealing yelps of the hounds. He dared not linger longer. He crashed through the corn, fending off stalks […]

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THE GUIDED MISSILE ENTOURAGE

September 12, 2016

The Guided Missile Entourage arrived early. They glided in arrow formation along the lane, filtering off one at a time into the huts. On emerging, they flashed the designated signal that all was well, a nod with a finger to the nose. Following the pledge to all things possible, they stood at attention, waiting for […]

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DUXBURY AND THE STALLION

September 6, 2016

Nittering with tongue to teeth, Duxbury approached the stallion. The stallion eyed Duxbury. Both Duxbury’s and the stallion’s nostrils valved in concert. The stallion hoofed and Duxbury booted at the earth. Duxbury and the stallion exchanged whinnies. The mesa was dry. Baring teeth, the stallion lunged. Baring teeth, Duxbury snarled. Duxbury’s snarl brought the stallion […]

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MED OF THE NORTH

September 3, 2016

Cloak Med of the North opened wide the dark green velvet cloak behind her and thrust her pale green membraned wings, first left, then right, through the pair of carefully measured cuts in the fabric. She drew the cloak about her and snapped shut the clasp at her neck. She turned her gaze to the […]

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SHOT PUT

August 29, 2016

Handing Mavis a 16 pound shot, the cruel tyrant stated, ‘If you can put this shot 40 feet, I’ll allow you to live.’ Although Mavis knew she was physically unable to launch the shot a distance anywhere near 40 feet, she was able to crush the adjacent tyrant’s cranium with a toss of merely 3 […]

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BETEMUS QUOP

August 23, 2016

Betemus Quop gazed into the eyes of doom and took one involuntary step backwards and one voluntary step backward. Then both of his legs volunteered to flee with as much haste as Betemus could summon. He sped in a kind of whirling frenzy all the way to the mouth of the cave and shot out […]

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A TASTE OF THERE

August 16, 2016

Priscilla Raines opened the door to infinity and stepped through. It wasn’t even close to as serene as she’d imagined it would be. For starters, the plank walkway heading out onto the jetty was roughly hewn, crisscrossed with mismatched nails and rusted bolts and the occasional neon spike. The sea itself gave no comfort, gray […]

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THE SHOW

July 25, 2016

You place your ticket in the red velvet hand of the Squad King. He examines it with his pearl encrusted lorgnette, nods acceptance, and allows you to pass through the silk curtains of no discernible color. The spillway confronting you is domed above and flanked by a neat squadron of folding chairs. You seat yourself […]

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INCIDENT IN A LIFE

July 19, 2016

Clutching the magic charm so tightly in her fist that it drew blood, Belle Sklath seated herself lightly, legs tensed, ready to flee. The interviewer across the desk from her raised its head and barely glanced at Belle. The smile on the interviewer’s lips was more of an accusation of murder and a sentence to […]

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