The ship floated at a distance from the settlement. A slight smudge of grey in the darkness that surrounded the small lump of planet. It was Sarah that had seen it first, Sarah and her sharp eyes. She had never properly learnt to calculate ship distances, but compared it to the brightness of the stars when … Continue reading Sarah – The Pretty Boat
Category: Fiction
Doppel (Chapter 1)
Earlier this year, you may have seen I attempted the National Novel Writing Month. The book I wrote was called Doppel and explored the themes of imposter syndrome, gender roles and mythology (okay, very loosely). These here is a redraft of the first chapter, bound to be changed, burnt, and sweated over multiple times. I … Continue reading Doppel (Chapter 1)
Monroeville (Dead Eden)
It’s quiet, but not the quiet you’ve known from roaming empty pastures and dust trails. You hear it, maybe for the first time, maybe just the first time since the collapse, there’s the buzz of power passing under your feet, above your heads. The guns that were pointed towards you are now loose and down, … Continue reading Monroeville (Dead Eden)
Pockets of Gold
The funeral, a joyous occasion for some. Her funeral, her royal majesty’s funeral. The dancers danced, the jesters jested, and the king watched his hall eat and drink and sing. The words of classic songs filled and echoed from the stone walls, feet stamping under wooden tables, knees knocking the wood and rattling the plates … Continue reading Pockets of Gold
Eaters of the Dead // Mama’s House (Dead Eden)
In this post, I look at a religious faction in the Post-Collapse, and the story of a woman looking to the future. Eaters of the Dead And into the darkness they did tread, cautious and ready. Underfoot, the unknown would remain unknown, the skies would remain the dominion of winged creatures and the seas would … Continue reading Eaters of the Dead // Mama’s House (Dead Eden)
III – Is And Ok (Ali’s Shoe Project)
April whispered underclose into the criesthe hiss of the greatthe line, apple-cheeked comfortshe was a new classthe standard across the worldcapable of her ageshe was tallthe era to stand uprightresembled a preyher tools of battlebuilt by the bleakthe name average after significanther hold had every wondera construction of pulse quickeningan object builtstones to skintimber held … Continue reading III – Is And Ok (Ali’s Shoe Project)
The Monsters in our Pockets (P-R)
Paula It was morning, she thought. Most days it wasn’t but today she had a feeling in her bones. No alarm to tell her otherwise, just the closed door and the subtle daylight trying to make its way around the edges of curtains. No clock to tick and keep her awake in her bed at … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (P-R)
The Town of Charlotte (Dead Eden)
For the RPG, Charlotte was the first town that the players start in. A small settlement of 60-70 people, trying to get by and survive in the world. They have some small defences available, and it’s usually enough to deal with the upstarts trying to make a bad name for themselves. The players would have … Continue reading The Town of Charlotte (Dead Eden)
The Monsters in our Pockets (M-O)
Mike “Could you answer the question please?” The microphone was held at the end of a small piece of metal, barely the size of a 5 pence piece. He coughed a couple of times, his throat empty, but a few precious seconds to think were all he could scramble for. “Could you rephrase the question for me?” … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (M-O)
The Monsters in our Pockets (J-L)
Juliet They talked of merriment, those fools. Flailing objects into the air, in circle patterns, criss-crossing on a whim. Their hats would jangle as they danced across the tables, cartwheel, handstand, dodging the bowls of food. Entertainment was a chore for them to relish in. The kids would scream, trying to join them, hands clasping … Continue reading The Monsters in our Pockets (J-L)
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