Craddic rum. Have you ever known a drop to be so sweet? I remember a score of nights that began busily through its uncorking. With only a slight of its emboldened perfume can I recall the countless names of joyous new friends who proudly sung old songs and made sure that the bottle should find … Continue reading The Prelude of a Flying Apricot: Ensign part 3
Month: July 2022
Turbine West: Part 7
A slow blink was all that Helma could muster. The young apprentice, that quiet dusty haired child had known what Helma felt in her gut but was too stubborn to realise. It was the Day of Sun, such a heavy draw on both Turbines, a day where a small mistake could collapse the electrical grid … Continue reading Turbine West: Part 7
The Prelude of a Flying Apricot: Ensign part 2
The candles of Dormir were weakly burnt upon that night.Death had emerged from its shadow and now wore darkness as if it were a cloak, it stalked through the canaled streets of the Port and laced its footfall with the sound of dread in each step, a silent language of cold malice, a quiet whisper … Continue reading The Prelude of a Flying Apricot: Ensign part 2
Turbine West: Part 6
Dawn had risen across the sprawling reaches of desert.Two monolithic structures of iron stood resolute against the totality of sky and turned in scything sweeps of three tremendous blades that held span greater than any creature who had grown from the earth could reach.These were the Turbines of desert and as they turned man stole … Continue reading Turbine West: Part 6
The Prelude of a Flying Apricot: Ensign part 1
This tale begins with the sea. Before the Apricot, before the tapestry of existence was thought of to be woven in its weft and purl, there was the sea. In their efforts many a brave poet has been driven to shaking madness as they attempt to give picture to this titan. Its whims, its moods, … Continue reading The Prelude of a Flying Apricot: Ensign part 1
Sunday Short Stories 