An insane drummer hammered inside his chest. B-boom. B-boom. B-boom. Sticky blood rolled down tired fingers. Golden sand defiled from his last stand. Ragged breath rushed over his dry chapped lips. His lungs were sacks of burning coals. Vinegar sweat stung his harrowed blue eyes. Silence devoured the dunes. 0 An orgy of flesh lay …
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Slip and Slide
With his sight tinged with green flecks and loud shadows, Rusty stumbled onto the platform not knowing how he'd got there or where he was going. Slouched against an unwelcoming pillar he blinked away confusion that clouded his mind. Had there been a party? He remembered garlic lights and glittering music. His memory slipped through …
Hoist the Birthday Flag!
Glittering cracker jacks shock the sky. Red silk banners. Rippling in reply. Hands raised on deck. Cheering. Celebrating. Champagne corks burst. Froth and sparkle. Music booms. Dancers sway. Happy faces. The Indigo Spider sets sail. Ahoy! This short story was inspired by Indigo Spider’s Sunday Picture Press – a challenge to write between 50 and …
They Die At The End.
Yvonne waited for her opponent to make up his mind. She didn't attempt to hide her subtle smile. He might mistake her amusement for a tell but she didn't care. The guy was an idiot and deserved what he got. He was a shitty poker player, big balls, no brains. She knew all his tells …
Man On The Edge
Until that day Nathan Greenway never believed in second chances. "Life isn't a rehearsal," Nathan told his friends. He knew it was a cliché but he'd said it anyway. To his surprise his friends bought it and they set out into the wilderness. Seven days of hiking, swimming, camping and a stack of quality memories …
Dave Farmer 