Short Stories

The River

It’s Never Too Late for Redemption The water gargled and trickled as it flowed around the cobble stone; the riffles of red, orange, and dark green were occasionally interrupted by a boulder and darkness just on the other side that quickly turned colorful again as the deep pocket once again became a cobbled river bed.…

The Trudge

You Have More Choice Than You Think The wind blew across the dark, star speckled sky, moving the black sand in swirls and waves across the surface of the expansive dunes towards the dark mountains in the distance. It was a black and gray world, but it was one that Aidan had been living in…

The Man at the Fountain

Everything is Not as it Seems The pleasant sound of Felix’s alarm played through the fog of sleep. Its soft, high piano notes united with lower bass notes to create a generic pattern that gently roused him from his slumber. Opening his eyes to see his white sheets and the sun just trickling around the…