When the far away hills had started to look red in the morning, the farmers tipped their hats to a beautiful sunrise. But the children felt that everything was changing. A red trail drew closer and as night hovered and covered the hills, that thick line which blotted them became indistinguishable from the expanse of [...]
…when you get on the school bus each afternoon returning home and wonder what amusement you’ll encounter. The bus is loud, full of hyperactive kids and a pissed off bus driver. It’s May and the heat is beginning to get unbearable. The trip to your town pjazza take less than twenty minutes. You jump off [...]
George had been a generally tired and tried individual, collapsing – if not physically then mentally – every couple of hours: riding on the bus, slumped over office work and even, to his infinite embarrassment, during the act of (dubious) love with rapidly distancing wife. Something, George was certain, had to be done. But what [...]
A FLASH FICTION SERIAL FROM THE ULTRANAUTS ARCHIVE to read part 11, click here! Barbagianni reclined on his seat as he studied the glittering control panel that lay before him. He had to admit he was feeling giddy, like a child at Christmas. There were fully ergonomic seats in the cockpit, upholstered in real leather! [...]
A dusty Ella Fitzgerald record drowned out the sounds of the market outside – the repeated mantras of “Two for a pound!”, the Babel-chatter of tourists of assorted nationalities. Sitting just off the main thoroughfare with its stalls selling souvenir T-shirts and plastic jewellery mass-produced in China, concealed from view by the spreading branches of [...]
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The pane mists slightly under the touch of her warm hand as she stares at the smooth oval form. It seems so delicate, wrapped in the opulence of velvet, encased in gold and glass. Yet here is a world, the thinning shell opaque through which she glimpses the pulsating blur of life – two shapes [...]
Swamp Thing at Vertigo T. S. Eliot wrote that April is the cruellest month. That may be so but May is always awesome. On the first Saturday of May, something beautiful happens every year: Free Comic Book Day. FCB Day started in 2001 and has been an annual event since. Publishers will release a number [...]
She gripped the two skeletons on either side of her, trying to maintain her balance as she entered the cave. There was never any doubt that she would have to go through with it in this way – he had prepared her well – but the sheer weirdness of the thing never ceased to torture [...]
They had been walking down the corridor for about half an hour before they began to figure that they weren’t in Valletta any more. They had ventured into the rundown building, in a cul-de-sac off St. Ursula Street, out of sheer curiosity: the front doorway yawning open, revealing the dim light of a courtyard across [...]
