Category Archives: Fiction

“To Pieces, Slowly” by Megan Branning -1- Keys jingled outside and the front door opened. Benji turned around to see Limelight stagger into the house, with a tear in his green suit running from chest to hip. Beneath that, a … Continue reading →

“Russian Rhapsody” by Forrest Brazeal If you want to find the zone, you must first relax your arms and shoulders. Natural technique flows from the core of the body in radiant waves. A pianist who relies only on the power … Continue reading →

“Natural Selection” by Lindsey Duncan “Why are we stopping?” Pazia Ke’Lieren wondered, pressing her nose against the window as the carriage glided to a halt. “And where are we?”  Massive trees loomed on all sides, their leaves a fiery barricade … Continue reading →

“Factory Girl” by Derrick Boden At the heart of every magical town lies a curse. The curse is the driveshaft, the motor, the preternatural fuel. Without the curse, there can be no magic. It’s a simple cost-benefit. Magic isn’t rocket … Continue reading →

“The Coming End” by Bryan Thomas Schmidt and Jonathan Miller    In memory of H.G. Wells.   March 1989. The pounding at their door came too early that day, the day the world changed forever. “Reveille” was scheduled for 0530 … Continue reading →

“Scales and Fire” by Jeff Soesbe   After I roasted the apothecary, his wife started talking. “Bani… Lady Dragon… I swear,” she stammered, staring at the thick green grass under her feet. “I don’t know who bought the poison. My … Continue reading →

“Future Imperfect” by Desmond Warzel If I’d been driving, he’d have been scenery and I never would have noticed him. But his presence on the Victory Bridge that evening coincided with one of my periodic, fleeting dalliances with healthy living; … Continue reading →

“The Bringer’s Duty” by Heather Pagano Lea was cold. She crouched outside her father’s house and hugged her knees tight, waiting for the sun to rise. Chill damp seeped through her boots from the mud-crusted snow that still sheltered beneath … Continue reading →

 “May Nothing but Happiness Come Through Your Door” by Robert Bagnall The weirdest thing is that I distinctly remember when it happened, how things changed, the shock, the incomprehension.  But I don’t remember how it was before.  Just that everything … Continue reading →