The Poor Witch by Michael Fowler
The Poor Witch by Michael Fowler “Will we fly out?” I asked old witch Maggid. Maggid had told me that we were going to foil an upstart witch in Kentucky—the reckless sorceress had made...
The Poor Witch by Michael Fowler “Will we fly out?” I asked old witch Maggid. Maggid had told me that we were going to foil an upstart witch in Kentucky—the reckless sorceress had made...
Blood Trail by Gregory Meece Urban living offers advantages, like proximity to work and a vibrant lifestyle. However, after a decade of noise and crime, Robin and I yearned for serenity and safety. Our...
De Draconibus AmericanisJournals on the Subject of North American Dragonsby C. Breeze FOREWORDWhat follows are pages recovered from the personal journal of Francis Hildebrand, renown explorer and draco-herpetologist of international fame. His work on...
Hidden Rhythm by Nemo Arator It is indeed true that when the apocalypse happened, I was glad to be living on the farm, safely far away from the city when things went to shit...
The Soldier’s Return by Shelley K. Davenport There is special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, ’tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be...
Flies in the Face of Greed by Mark Manifesto “Sa-má, Baalar. Sa-má, Baalar,” Araceli chanted to the candles across the floor. Liquid wax sealed them to the perimeter of the ideogram around the knife-pinned...
The Best View in the Bar by J.D. Strange The moon shone down on the city like a spotlight in a darkened theater. Shadows danced and demons lurked in every corner of The Plaza....
Ice Coach by James Fitzsimmons People gathered at the pound of frozen hooves. Orchard owners anticipated low hanging fruit. Farmers imagined undulating fields. Children awaited ice chips. Inside the Silversnake jail, Constable Hank Jeffords...
Lost and Found by Dawn Aubrey A fucked-up childhood is a gift that lasts a lifetime. My parents and their pals taught me the importance of hiding during adult fun time—drunken brawls and groping...
Summoned by Kevin Hopson A vision woke me from my sleep. It only came to me because the woman in the vision, who happened to be in trouble at that exact moment, had mentioned...