Category: stories

I could see one now; a Fairie scout sitting on the desiccated corpse of a Nightmare Beast, like a hunter posing on a trophy kill.

“HAHAHAHAHA!” Cerberus roared with laughter, as did the rest of the gang. “Join us? You? Good one, buddy. Now scram.”

Because of recent sightings of a sea monster (possibly several), all residents and visitors are urged to be extra cautious when in or near the water.

The right band name will go viral!
We just need to get this sorted.
Let’s just go through the list, okay?
The Birds.
Done before.

“Is that…?” Hortense didn’t believe her eyes.
“It most certainly is,” the Witch responded, between gritted teeth.
Hortense had not noticed her tone. “She’s pretty.”
The Witch turned her head sharply to her apprentice. “Excuse me, what?”

Under a bridge in a port town in Maine, three street cats huddled together, sheltering from the torrential rain.

“Blood of Christ. I would like a dose, please,” said the bat. “I’ve brought the raw materials in trade. I’m not asking for handouts or anything.”

I knocked on his grave. Once, hoping nothing would happen. Twice, fearing he would knock back. And a third time, fearing he wouldn’t.