Winter Rain, part 32
Filed in Winter Rain, Jul 29, 2008, 14:17“Fuck, it’s cold down here.” The words are out of my mouth before I can even think about their effect, but he just chuckles. I roll over and pull myself upright, and wrap my arms around my legs. With the bright light now behind me, I can see his face more clearly, but I can’t read [...]
Winter Rain, part 31
Filed in Winter Rain, Jul 26, 2008, 15:31I cover my teeth and drop to the ground as quickly as gravity can move me. But he just laughs. “Bad dream?” he asks, turning, and sits down beside me. The fluorescent I’d turned off is now back on, properly. It casts a harsh white light and dark shadow around boxes and through cobwebs into my [...]
Winter Rain, part 30
Filed in Winter Rain, Jul 24, 2008, 10:03The dream begins as it always does. I know it’s a dream. I’m not sure how, exactly, but I always know. I’m running. Not away from, or to, just . . . running. Along a white road through rolling green meadows. Stacked walls of blackened limestone and granite divide the land into oddly shaped, verdant fields. Sheep country. Farm country. [...]
Winter Rain, part 29
Filed in Winter Rain, Jul 23, 2008, 12:59The air is cold, damp. Musty, too. I suppose, after all this time, I should expect that. I flip on the light, but the fluorescent at the bottom of the stairs doesn’t seem to like the cold, either. It flickers dully, with a faint buzz, and provides almost no help against the dark. I debate my [...]
Web Fiction Guide
Hi all,
A bunch of us web fiction types have gotten together to do a directory and magazine on web fiction. I highly recommend the site, naturally, as I wrote a lot of the software. :-) We are providing listings, editorial and member reviews, and tools to help you find stuff you want to read.
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Chris.
Winter Rain, part 28
Filed in Winter Rain, Jul 19, 2008, 10:50The door to the den is closed, but I can still hear raised voices through it. Cormac. And Faolan. I guess I can’t blame them—if someone had just tried to kill me, I’d . . . . Yeah, well . . . I guess I know exactly how I’d be. But it leaves me with a problem. Nothing good comes of being around Faolan [...]
Winter Rain, part 27
Filed in Winter Rain, Jul 15, 2008, 23:25Chapter 3 The back gate looms ahead, its white paint oddly bright in the grey night. To see me running here, you’d have thought there’s no place I’d rather be. And I guess I thought the same, too. But . . . suddenly things seem different. The demons I thought I’d left behind in the dust have caught up at last. [...]
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