From up the stairs she could hear Mother and Father upset. Father was swearing revenge and Mother must have been begging him not to go, but as Caoilainn crept down the bare wooden stairway to intervene, the front door slammed. Mother sat at the kitchen table and brushed her tears away as Caoilainn came into the kitchen. Continue reading Fiction | An Coinín Diabhal by Jade Braden
Numbers are also a language. Not so long ago you only spoke in numbers. More to those who understood, the others less so. And we were happy. 0/1. On/Off. Two words acquired already, at least. Therefore, you spoke. Numbers are also a language, true. For a tool. Continue reading Fiction | How Learning a Language Is Like Taking a Personality Test by Gintare Pavilaviciute
I can’t think of a counter argument so I stretch out my hand. He hands me the new gear, which is much heavier than it looks. I turn around so we both have privacy to change. The mask, when I put it on, throws my breath back in my face, making me wish I hadn’t eaten an onion bagel for breakfast. Continue reading Flash Fiction | The Bird in the Ice by Elizabeth Hoyle
Rrdvaah could not hide a growing irritation toward Ylaeeil. “This mission is too important to be compromised or postponed. Surely you’re well enough prepared to move forward by now!” It wasn’t so much a question as a direct order, and Ylaeeil knew it. Rrdvaah would tolerate no more delays. Continue reading Fiction | Gizmo by Stan Lee Werlin
Hera carefully lifted her foot from the pedestal and massaged it, teetering slightly. At long last, her desire for movement was fulfilled. To be able to move, she’d had to shrink herself to the size of a human, but what use was being ten feet high other than to serve as a pillar—and, of course, to intimidate mortals?
Continue reading Flash Fiction | Hera Unbound by Fred D. White