The Collector

The Collector by Meg Pelliccio

Source: Shutterstock by Paul Schlemmer   The Collector by Meg Pelliccio Like a perched bird, he clawed his twisted fingers into the brittle bark and waited. His flesh twitched with anticipation whereas the more phantom of his being was under a constant threat of dissipating. He was no longer living, just as he was not dead.…

Putting the Trash Where It Belongs by Linda M. Crate

Putting the Trash Where It Belongs by Linda M. Crate   People watching was something he was good at. He was good at reading a situation, giving empathy to the right people, withholding it from others. There were very pretty specimens in this bar, but each of them seemed to be getting their ruffles feathered…

Tree of Life by Christopher E. Ikpoh

Source: wallpaperscraft.com Tree of Life by Christopher E. Ikpoh Along the path, Thomas strolled. His steps were heavy against the stiff dirt beneath his feet; as heavy as the weight of his heart. The gray sky mirrored his soul. Thomas’ gloom was shared by the world, shared by the nature all around him, and the…

Artemis Bound by Paul Lubaczewski

Source: Wikipedia   Artemis Bound By Paul Lubaczewski   The moon had to have been amazingly bright at that moment. The forest was ancient, the canopy perched high up above the loam and rock, and yet still shapes were visible in the light provided from the world beyond the interlocking leaves and branches. On most…

Search Party by Marc Dickerson

Source: Wallpaperflare.com Search Party By Marc Dickerson   Bruce threw another log on the fire. Abe watched the smoke rise into the night sky, for an instant hiding the sea of trees surrounding them. Then his eyes went back to inspecting the charred marshmallow on the end of his stick. “I never really enjoyed the…

That Funky White Light by Fred Shrum, III

That Funky White Light By Fred Shrum, III I expected to hear trumpets.  I thought I would see horsemen.  I predicted that the Mississippi would run red.  But we can’t always get what we want. How does a man test his mettle when his hand is made of leather and his throne of wood? The…