At the Light’s Edge
“I figured it was going to do something like this,” Benny muttered under his breath as he huddled next to a brick wall, trying to get under the eaves of the building as much as…
Category: Original Short Stories
A Crystal Bridge Between Worlds
Upon a grassy hill, beside a small rocky outcrop from which gushed a bubbling stream, Alanna surveyed the Welsh countryside below, laid out in summer glory. Flowers bloomed amid the grass and rock formations, while…
The Giant of Chaldor
There was once a tribe of frightened, little people, making their way – and mostly losing it – across a great empty plain toward the Mountains of Mome. Their leader was the Giant of Chaldor.…
The Five Crosses
Sonya stood outside Dr. Bergstrom’s office thinking she was in another world, reality slowly slipping away from her. Thirty minutes later she realized she was sitting in her car with no recollection of how she…
What the Cock Saw on Friday Night
He sat on the high wall that surrounded the high priest’s courtyard, a stately silhouette that no one ever really noticed. If they had looked up and it wasn’t the dark of night, the passersby…
Cockles and Mussels and Molly Malone
‘Twas New Year’s morning I first saw, or rather heard, Molly Malone. My head was splitting after a raucous evening before, celebrated with some of my friends at a pub not far from Trinity College,…
Annunciation: A Drama Workshop Idea
(Mary has woken in the early hours of the morning to pray and go about her household chores. The room is dimly lit.) GABRIEL “Hail, child immaculate, most highly favoured.” MARY (afraid) “Who calls out…
They Also Serve
“They also serve who only stand and wait” ~John Milton June 26th. Still fighting. June 29th. We routed the last of their forces from the forest. We can see every limb beneath the…
Bougie de Voyage
Lotta Valentine had been in Ireland for only a few years. It was her most recent stop as she worked her way evermore west from the land of her birth on the border of France…
Salaam, Maryam
It was a simple clay building, with little pomp or decoration. A single girl dwelled within, and the locals called her Blessed Maryam for her piety. Now, at the dawning of the day, she held…