Caught by a Sundog

Just a quick note that this is a horror short. The day obscures so much horror from us.The sun, its warmth, the radiance that illuminates the path of life holds a brightness so vivid that we fear to not walk within its safety. I can smell the dried leaves of summer; I can see the … Continue reading Caught by a Sundog →

Access Memory 0.4

Just a quick note that this is a horror shot RE: Facsimile received on the 8th of July 2005 Hey Tony, me again. Still nothing much on the missing person case, we had a few more interviews with Janet but she was struggling to remember much. We did have to remind her about Haraway a … Continue reading Access Memory 0.4 →

The Haraway building 0.3

Just a quick note that this is a horror short. *Ring, ring.**Ring, ring....click.* 'Wow, this place is trashed, just look how old these computers are,' Lea laughed as the beam of her torchlight swept across a desk holding nothing more than abandoned circuitry. Jumbled wires and loose paper were scattered throughout the workshop, and it … Continue reading The Haraway building 0.3 →

Clouds that May Linger in the Stillness of Sky 0.1

Quick note: This is a horror short Excerpt from October 2028 software update. Keynote speaker— [Name redacted]--------run-code ##*#y\\ Edited 2030-08-15 “My wife died a few years ago...but now with the cloud she's always with me, just over my shoulder, never sad, never lonely.” Here we sit among the ides of comfort, we are surrounded by … Continue reading Clouds that May Linger in the Stillness of Sky 0.1 →

The Best Ever Head-butter of the Garuul Plains

Odreck Iron-skull was the best ever head-butter of the Garuul plains. Harking back to the barbaric days fighting for power and food, head-butting as a practice has become somewhat diminished within the conscionable thinkers of a politely modern world, but, as with all games of skill, the sport has proven itself to be somewhat enjoyable … Continue reading The Best Ever Head-butter of the Garuul Plains →

Keepers of the Beacon

You step from the hatch and see a line of bricks built into the wall that protects this section of the parapet from rough sea; it's a day of symphonic bluster and the azure sky has become overtaken by the glow of a nearby brushfire. A warm buffet of ash sweeps past as the howl … Continue reading Keepers of the Beacon →

Long Way to Monday

Cardy had a long way to Monday. The thoughts of the sepia hued sunset that lived beyond today enriched the penultimate start of another shift and called the moths of revelry to assemble around the lightbulb of hedonism--the slump of Monday morning not yet ordaining to obscure their delusion. Yes, it was hot, yes, the … Continue reading Long Way to Monday →

A Fighter

Theo was not a violent man. Well, I mean his love of a fight was as boundless as the will of any person, but there was never any malice in his bones. He fought with pride, a quiet smile on his face and a focus to his eyes that refused to look away from a … Continue reading A Fighter →

Paranormal Fossicking

There’s no shadowy government agency that’s brought in to deal with this, it’s just me, one man out of his depth and a a few “experts” who have all never seen the other side of a computer. If I could call up someone qualified I would…I had, but the yellow pages sort of runs out … Continue reading Paranormal Fossicking →

Damn These Technological Pinecones

'Go for a flight Icarus, it's a beautiful sunny day.' The steady thump of metal upon a different kind of metal reverberated through the small backyard somewhere in the outskirts of Brisbane. Strewn across the anhydrously curated back garden were tools, scraps of metal, and enough lost bolts to restock a bolt factory. In a … Continue reading Damn These Technological Pinecones →