The Trophy Hunter

The trophies that decorated Sven’s house were extraordinary, as Sven would tell you himself. On his walls hung the heads of some of the most elusive creatures: a sleepy giant, a wolf who claimed to be big and bad, a large bear with a hankering for porridge. In some circles Sven was revered, though others... Continue Reading →

Ding, Dong, Ditch

Quick glances on sleepy morning elevator rides were not enough. She was beautiful – but he didn’t know her name. 24-C, that’s what he called her. He knew because he was 27-C, the awkward artist who had no idea how to approach his beautiful neighbor.

Seventeen Steps

 1863 - Fredericksburg, Virginia, snow blanketed the town with muffled silence that belied the atrocities all around. From a ramshackle one-story house could be traced an unmistakable pattern. Through snow as deep as a man’s knee, there were two uneven footprints, angled to the left the mark of a cane, and to the right a... Continue Reading →

The Carousel of Life

Jim walked around slowly. No one noticed him. It seemed as if the older he got, the more he went unseen. He recalled the first time he brought her here. They were seventeen – he had wanted to surprise her. “A carousel?” she asked, with the haughtiness of adulthood. “Aren’t we a little old for... Continue Reading →

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