To Lay Carpet Within a Mortuary

‘What should we drink too?’ ‘Well how about we drink to the continued memory of your existence and how it burdens us to this very day’ Uncorking a bottle that was either vodka or formaldehyde–the labeling system of the mortuary was admittedly poor–Regan took a cautionary swig from the bottle: employing the scientific method of … Continue reading To Lay Carpet Within a Mortuary →

Tuba knight and the order of the Sousaphone

Steel clattered upon brass as a symphonic gale of wind swept across the battlefield and brought stillness to the clearing. Armour whistling with resonance Mikhael the Tuba knight removed his bell helmet and wiped the dirt and from his bleary eyes. An arrow, deeply embedded into his shoulder, caused his movements to be wrapped within … Continue reading Tuba knight and the order of the Sousaphone →

A Letter for the Mountain Troll

‘Well that was unexpected.’ Long ago a fretful king watched as his borders diminished with the frailty of a waxless candle.Dreading the eventual destruction of his capital, the king panicked and chose to form a small group of mounted scouts, in hopes that a system of quickly delivered correspondence could allow him enough time to … Continue reading A Letter for the Mountain Troll →

A dreary pine copse, I walk so lightly through thee

‘So when do you belive the hallucinations began Jack? Actually, when do you think that they stopped?’ the doctor asked, a pencil line of frowning lips adding yet another crease to his already crumpled face. Interlocking his fingers and leaning forward, the elderly doctor tutted under his breath and gave a long considerative blink while … Continue reading A dreary pine copse, I walk so lightly through thee →

A brief ode to the T7

It begins at platform 0:A tacked on extension of necessity in afterthought. In championing the rich history of a twice redundant train line, the laughing throng of suited jacks and polished media shook hands as they announced a specious budget and broke the graded ground below so that construction may begin: workers standing by to tack … Continue reading A brief ode to the T7 →

Morning’s melody

‘Controller to station 32, come in 32’ Control repeated the radio call another time in hopes that 32 would pick up. He never did. Sitting on the roof, and distantly staring at the lazy cloud mass drifting overhead, the operator of station 32 had heard the call but wasn’t planning on responding anytime soon.It was … Continue reading Morning’s melody →

The Jolly King

This article was originally published in the Carrick Joyce Gazette as a tribute to the 110th anniversary of King George’s passing. Today we remember King George Float-Stone, the jolly king who once ruled our fair nation so kindly. In the 110 years since his passing, the loss of our beloved king is still widely felt … Continue reading The Jolly King →

To Filt in the Waining Sun

The light was on, that’s always a good sign. Roger was always pretty adamant to turn the lights off when no one was home; he used to say things like ‘the house should get a chance to sleep too,’ before…anyway, he was always a bit funny. Walking up the stairs Mark knocked on the front door … Continue reading To Filt in the Waining Sun →

Aya and Carrick Part 4: Woodbrush tavern

Woodbrush tavern, a welcome respite tucked away somewhere along the scattered trails of the greater Firwood. The tavern, in some legends, is said to be a mythical bed and breakfast that will appear to many lost travellers in their greatest moments of need, these same legend tellers have also been accused of being unnecessarily melodramatic and … Continue reading Aya and Carrick Part 4: Woodbrush tavern →

Balendup 1642-AM

The following transcript is a brief excerpt of Balendup 1642-AM’s weekend morning show.As it is a recent legislative requirement for all radio broadcasts in Balendup to be logged by stenographer, the transcript is presented here, unedited and without omission.You have been warned. [Song ends] Well Good day to you Balendup. Sure is bright out there this … Continue reading Balendup 1642-AM →