Fantasy

The Christmas Shindig

The Christmas Shindig By Paul McCann I woke up on Christmas morning and the little people were all here without an invitation they drank my Irish...

1:5:7 Descent (Part 3)

Their mission began. The Rexian’s formation tightened around the Lore’s ships which now flew in single file. From the spread out line of vessels,...
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Santa Pause

Santa Pause John Jones hated his name, its mundanity matched only by the inane notion of Christmas. In truth, it hadn’t always been this way. A...
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On A Boat To Capture A Dream

On A Boat To Capture A Dream By Paul McCann Set afloat on a boat upon the water and we’re cutting through the breeze far from the shore , to a place...

Garden In The Sky

Garden In The Sky By Paul McCann The steps to where butterflies have been sent were filled with places for children to play . Dressed with a wealth...

1:5:7 Descent (Part 2)

The hour passed faster than any of them wanted it to. Final preparations were made and the lists had been completed. A shared feeling of reluctance...

1:5:7 Descent (Part 1)

Loud. Every council member seemed to want to talk at once. Lore just sat there, at the end of the table, listening; it was all noise to them but they...

1:5:6 Agreements (Part 7)

The flash of white burned a little brighter but they still safely made it to the desert. Lore had pre-programmed their second jump so that the moment...

1:5:6 Agreements (Part 6)

Timm’Ottay hadn’t looked at them since they arrived, his gaze respectfully but at times, awkwardly averted; the other Quatarrian returned to their...