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The Dark Tide – Part 8
This is a work of fiction. I went to check on the female Leader of Worship. As soon as I removed the gag, she asked for water, which I provided. Then she said, “What will you do with my Partner of Worship and me?” “I will set you free once I have killed him.” “May…
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The Dark Tide – Part 4
This is a work of fiction. The bird flew through the clear air, and I looked far into the distance, and could see nothing but evergreens, snow, and blue sky. A frigid wind blew all around me, and I thought how good it was that the children and the young bird were tucked up safely…
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The Dark Tide – Part 3
This is a work of fiction. I held the sketch in my hands and looked at it carefully. It showed two babies. I couldn’t tell for sure, but I thought it might be of the two children upstairs. Why had she done this sketch? It was as good as the ones she’d done when she…
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The Dark Tide – Part 2
This is a work of fiction. The wind howled all night, and I woke up several times, but no cloud came for me out of the earth. At dawn, I rose and got dressed. I put my daughter’s sketches, still in their folder, into a light bag and strapped it securely onto my back, and…
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The Dark Tide – Part 1
This is a work of fiction. Die Religion … ist das Opium des Volkes. Karl Marx Everyone had been called to Worship. I stood outside the temple, and waited for the doors to be opened. It was early morning, and very bright, with sunbeams reflecting off the snow that had fallen the night before. I…
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How Often?
Dear Reader, How often would you like me to post short stories (or parts of them) on this blog? You can answer via this Poll on Twitter or by leaving a comment below. The choices are the following: once a week every 2 or 3 days as often as possible other (please explain)