The forest breathes silence and mist, cloaks itself in stygian robes. Time has all but stopped, exists only in the moments between stillness and movement. Lucian and his men lie in a line,… Read More
This past weekend I finally took the plunge and popped my con cherry at AltFiction. Re-locating this year from Derby to Leicester, under the management of the mighty Adele (@Hagelrat of twitter &… Read More
In the spirit of my recent flash comp I thought I’d post another little flash of my own in the whole ‘twisted fairy tale’ genre. Written in response to one of Chuck Wendig’s… Read More
The saw-edge screech of a lone crow razors the silence. Tangled in her hair from neck to ankles she awakes, screaming. Struggles violently in the dirt, fighting against the hanks of fine filaments… Read More
