FWOC- Devoid

“The distress call came from these coordinates,” the tinny words resounded through the vast emptiness around them.  “I don’t see anything,” George replied through the speaker in his helmet, his apprehension creeping through the pretence of professionalism. “I don’t hear anything either, are we in the right place?” Raj pushed the button on his unbuilt... Continue Reading →

The Perfect Spot

This spot is perfect, the view of the town, the sound of the surf, the sky, the salty/ floral smell unique to this part of the country.  Yes, perfect, remote, hard to get to, with soft crumbly earth and lots of concealing greenery.  Perfect to spend an afternoon, perfect to spend forever, perfect for a... Continue Reading →

FWOC- Tepid

Photo by Markus Spiske on Pexels.com It slipped into the tepid water, barely making a splash. Ripples echoed throughout the lake, silently announcing its arrival. No one noticed. With webbed appendages it glided through the water. Short, sharp teeth glinted in the moonlight. No one saw. Up ahead a couple lounged, tangled together in a... Continue Reading →

FSS – She searched her apartment…

She searched her apartment frantically trying to find it, but it wasn’t there… She broke out in a cold sweat, her brain itched and her organs twisted.  Debris that was her life littered the ground around her as her explosive search continued. She didn’t want to die. Her heart hacked at her ribcage, trying to... Continue Reading →


Detective Nicks looked up from his typewriter to find a beautiful blonde gazing at him through hazy smoke. “I hear there’s been a murder?” she asked gravely. “There sure has been,” he replied, sitting up straighter. “Though it’s not often the victim comes in to tell me about it.”  Her blood-red lips smiled wickedly. Written... Continue Reading →

FSS- The Window

He stood there for a long time watching them through the window. The cold had seeped straight through to his bones, he blinked icicles from his lashes but otherwise did not move. Inside a tempest was raging. His torn heart thundered wildly screaming out her name Sar-ah, Sar-ah, Sar-ah… Over and over again, louder and... Continue Reading →

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