Disappeared 37

Vintage Unicorn

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The Scottish mage leaned back and reviewed his many-decades residency in the Shadow World, his fingertips steepled, pointer fingers touched to lower lip; listening intently to the many threads of the family’s relationships as each was plucked, he finally discerned the melody and the strange harmonies of their connection. Continue reading

Lunch Break Away

Six Sentence Stories

Honestly, she could sit here all day and watch the water, the gulls, and the waves wink their private jokes to one another, the sun heating her pale, white shoulders as she leaned over the steel railing that bordered the sharp drop to the river below. Continue reading

Ophelia Persisted

“Pull off it. Like a sweater!”

“I’m sorry. What?”

“Like a sweater. Pull! Off! It!”

“Are you having a stroke or something?”

She glared at him, vibrating with rage, and pushed the sleeves of her washed-out taupe cardigan up over her elbows and planted her feet.

He sighed, slid his glasses up his nose. “I have no frikkin’ clue,” he grunted.

It was then that he noticed the linoleum and cinder-black dayroom was empty. Continue reading