Read Part one here This has been a difficult account for me to write, but a necessary one. I never imagined that I’d be given the opportunity to tell my story and speak to my people, even if my communication is indirect – a message transmitted across vast light years […]
I visited an alien zoo with a horrifying main attraction Read More »
I don’t know whether anyone will ever read this account which I’ve scribbled on loose sheets of paper using a leaking biro pen. I intend to stuff the papers into a sealed bottle and toss it out to sea in the remote hope that it will reach someone who knows
I am stranded on a desert island far from home. Please send help. Read More »
A man’s shift at the flour mill ended, and a woman approached to speak with him. He noticed sand in her hair and brushed it off. She blushed, dipping her head, embarrassed but thankful. The woman, a Scottish lass whose name she did not give, walked home with the man,
A Tale of Dark Waters Read More »
The ocean wind clutches at my upturned collar as I write this on the deck of the ferry, bearing up at the rising silhouette of the approaching island through the frosted glass of the grey morning. The little outcropping looks to all the world like it’s considering succumbing to the
