Tam’s Soul

In this life, Tam Duc is eighty-five years old, weighs thirty-eight kilograms and travels from the Northern island of Cát Bà, to Năm Căn on the one leg remaining after meeting a French landmine 72 years ago. It is a journey of 2000 kilometers. Năm Căn is nothing more than the Southernmost tip of Vietnam. …


One Last Gift

Before Martha died, she ordered three wool dragons from King Cole knitting company. It was one of the last things she did. The other activities she completed with her last moments of life sadly only lead her to her death and amounted to her standing on a corner waiting for a bus, which arrived much …


On winter solstice, the farmer's boy overhears the barn animals talking. Horse conspires with Milk-Cow,"We will feed the humans to Pig." Pig objects, "are they kosher?" Neighing the horse shakes his head. "I'll do it," volunteers Goat, but morning arrives rendering them dumb saving the humans till next year.

A Little Help

"Elves?" the dwarf sneers. "Yes, elves, you have a problem with elves?' Sheridan interlinks his fingers and cracks his knuckles in a threatening cacophony. 'You racist against elves?" The dwarf cocks his head, mouth turning into a tight frown, "nah, guess I love 'em." "Good."

Powerful Lad

"As an elemental, you bend nature to your will," the old-man lectures, pacing and tugging on his long grey beard. "Like this Papi?" the child asks holding up his hand. The old man turns and gawks at the twisting vortex of wind and lightning raging there. "Yes, Gregory," he stammers, that's exactly right.    


Her prison is a palace on a lush island paradise. Her every desire is granted, but still, it's a prison. Her crime? Family lineage. Through the inky blackness of night, she watches a boat approach. With it comes freedom and by the Gods her people will now know the nightmare of her name.