11. Rags to Riches. The Bonds Keeper was a squat bald man whose appearance reminded Janey of a hippopotamus. His grey skin had a glossy sheen and his bulbous dark eyes were too close together. His lower jaw jutted out and a single tooth protruded over his upper lip. Janey thought it made him comical. …
Category: Writing
The Survivors – The Country Code
Jamie held his slingshot in his lap and stared out across the dark field. His sister was asleep in their tent, her gentle breathing comforted him. It had taken her over an hour to fall asleep and before that she was worried about leaving her brother alone to keep watch. If the bad men came …
Arcane Insane – Part 4
9. Muck & Spit. The old steel mills stabbed into the night sky like rusting teeth from some long dead mechanical beast. Janey stayed close to Mojo, heeding his warning of things in the darkness that snatch and steal trespassers, even night dwellers. The train tracks wound between old buildings, huts and forgotten steam trains. …
Sunday Picture Press: Ground Fall – Part 5
The Bridge. Morning broke across the park with a scream. Lee was on his feet and racing toward the campsite before he was fully awake. He followed the pandemonium until he reached a group of crying teenage girls holding onto to each other. He couldn’t see what was wrong but an elderly man in white …
Sunday Picture Press: Ground Fall – Part 4
The Maw. Lee stared at the dark chasm where the central path had been. The entire thing had dropped into the ground in a perfect line. Sun light reached down into the darkness. Lee saw layers of soil and stone and roots protruding from the sides. He peered over the edge into the dark void …