by Oliver Eade | May 25, 2009 | Stories
The town was dead. Like the air-con in my old Buick. In that Alabama heat it seemed my brain might swell and burst out of my hot skull, so I pulled up at a MacDonald’s near the edge of the small town and got me an iced Coke to put out the fire in my brain. An old...
by Oliver Eade | May 25, 2009 | Stories
Violet was sitting at the kitchen table, totally absorbed in her book. Before her, on the table, was a cold cup of tea and a half-eaten biscuit. Her sister, Daphne, called out from her arm-chair throne in the sitting room: “Violet, are you going to just sit around all...
by Oliver Eade | May 25, 2009 | Stories
I remember running from the silence of the village to the silence of the fields; a small child running for help, running away from what he’d seen in the village. I remember stopping in the fields, held back by the smell of death. It’s still there, that smell, etched...
by Jim Meirose | May 24, 2009 | Stories
Out there; they will come over the far horizon. The great hordes will come. And we need to watch for them, here in the watchtower. Do I want to die? says Lawrence–No, of course I don’t want to die, but I figure if I’m smart I won’t. Now,...
by Joseph Grant | May 22, 2009 | Stories
Awakened by the stillness of the mother of dawn from the languorous valley of dreams, Charles stretched in his tent, rose to his feet, crouched through the flap to breathe in the morning-cooled air and put a pot of coffee on to start his day. Nothing was better than...
by Mark Dron | May 22, 2009 | Stories
“And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals, and I heard as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, Come and See.” Revelations 6.1 In the last days of the War, we knew that their days were numbered. Our Guards were mainly gone, the only ones...
