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Category: Short Story

The Tunnel

You could barely see it through the grass. Gunmetal sucks in the light and, if I hadn’t tripped over it, I probably would never have seen it myself. As it was, I found myself...

A Piece of the Pie

The three men stared at the pie. It was crisp and golden and glistening with crystalised sugar. Each of them wanted to take the pie and scoff it down in one glorious gulp. “So,...

Memories

Today was a good day. The blooms were on the trees, like it used to be, before all the fuss. “What are you staring at?” Light and friendly, the voice came from behind her....

Two a second

Clark sat on the rooftop and did nothing. So far 543 people had died. Faint cries for help echoed in the distance. He could be there in an instant. Maybe he would answer the...

A Modern Condition

Albert de Malville sat in his surgery reviewing his notes. He had seen twenty four patients already that day, each scheduled for ten minutes, with five minutes to write up, so he felt an...