Cabin Fever
Mike's shorts were uncomfortably tight. He lay sprawled shirtless over the leather sofa in the stifling heat, legs crossed, a desk fan roaring full-blast in his face and the TV a couple of bars below full volume. It might as well have been a...
[WS] The Problem with Mind Links
"OK." Zen paused alert in the moonlight at the edge of a thick forest, scanning the line of trees. "From what I know, the humans who've been tailing Trace and you lot entered this forest this evening, heading north. They're not near enough to you to be...
Running Late
Arianne was late. Not only that but she was worried, too; this wasn't just any kind of late. This was a very specific, significant late that could spell big trouble for her if it kept on getting later. The ironic thing was that it had...
Straight and Narrow
I actually had _tons_ of fun writing this - I loved the chance to be able to experiment with a first-person unreliable narrator and to be free to use the kind of language that she herself would use: I don't usually use strong language in stories,...
Waterproofing
It was a rainy Saturday in September, and Saffron was finishing up at a cafe in the town centre. She had been to see a friend earlier in the day, and had decided to finish off with a couple of cups of coffee before she walked through the countryside to...