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 …
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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 …
Sunday Picture Press: Ground Fall – Part 3
One Hour Before Caroline waited in the car when Lee collected supplies from the art shop. She watched the traffic and swarms of tourists ambling along the street. The hot weather always brought them out in droves; the old city was like a magnet for tourists and their cameras. Across the street she spotted a …
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