Archive for August, 2008

A Soulmate is for Life, Not Just Christmas
Saturday, August 30th, 2008

The rain is fierce on the canopy outside, but only a few drops make it through the leaves to trip a staccato beat on the metal of the roof. The rest trickles and pools, gathering in hollows and slipping down trunks to soak the earth. The path to the door is overgrown and disused, covered […]

Tuesday, August 12th, 2008

Reality is made worthwhile only in the sharing. This is largely because of, and largely hindered by, the fact that no two people agree on what reality is. It is widely accepted that there are great truths, although fewer than one might suppose. It is widely ignored that the chances of even one of these […]

The Wall of Doors
Saturday, August 9th, 2008

In the House there is a Room. In the Room there is a Wall. This is the Wall of Doors. At the center of the Wall is a fireplace, as tall as a man. The ceiling is lost in the dark, away from the glow of firelight and candlelight, but as high up as the […]

“We’re in town for the week from Innsmouth”
Friday, August 8th, 2008

The moon rose full in the sky over the sleepy seaside town. It lit up the mist that rolled in over the ocean, and picked out the figures standing on the headlands. The night was so cold that even the sheriff was safe and warm inside, otherwise someone might have been out walking and seen […]

Friday, August 8th, 2008

“I’m tired,” he said. The sun streamed around him and in through the balcony doors, and the air was fresh with a gentle breeze blowing in off the ocean and up the cobbled streets. “So sleep,” she said. “We’ll be up until dawn tonight.” “I wanted to walk around the quayside with you today. Stop […]

Dead Man Switch
Wednesday, August 6th, 2008

The world ends in a little over two years. I’ve seen it happen five times. I’ve managed to change some details, but the outcome has always been the same. Time travel is impossible. I should know, I’ve been to the future. You see, I discovered how to create a time loop. I’m not going to […]

“He had an elemental accident with elements.”
Tuesday, August 5th, 2008

We open on a cup of coffee. The cup lifts out of shot and there is a sipping sound. The camera pulls back, bringing with it a slightly grungy rock bassline, to reveal the sipper. It is MUG. He is driving a car; the car is a November ’86 model red car that goes fast. […]

Monday, August 4th, 2008

It was dark. There was the impression of giant things moving around them, kicking up eddies in the air, but making no sound. There was a cold in the air, too. A cold they could feel in their bones, but not one that came from all around. It radiated from some point ahead of them, […]

Rebbecca, part 6
Sunday, August 3rd, 2008

Back outside dawn was breaking, and Rebbecca made her way down to the edge of the city to watch. Down by the low perimeter wall, out of the maze of streets, the air was brisk. Rebbecca was used to the sweltering temperatures of the engine room, and she shivered slightly, not entirely without pleasure, as […]

Rebbecca, part 5
Saturday, August 2nd, 2008

Rebbecca woke before the dawn, and breakfasted heartily. As she did every morning she made her way down the street to the engine room in the cool pre-dawn light and walked and walked amongst her charges. Everything was normal as she checked pressure gauges and nodded to the skeleton crew working out the end of […]