Tag: Mystery
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STUCK!
A Ginger cat with lighter stripes is perfectly difficult to spot in the autumn foliage. Butters has taken a liking to the large piles of leaves I’ve made clearing the back lawn, but this does take the cake. 60ft up in the oak my great granddad planted when he was a boy near the end of a…
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The Night Train
On the night train, riding through the valleys of the tallest mountains, all were quiet as many ticket-paying, pyjama-wearing customers were sleeping. The night staff kept everyone tucked in and free from nightmares. The rowdy kids are asleep, like their parents; the rival rugby teams, who had spent the day screaming in each other’s faces…
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Faim
Once upon a time, in a small German hamlet, a young French kid held up four locals with a 9mm pistol. “Give me all your fucking food!” He yelled. The German villagers pointed and laughed at the child. The old man laughs, and so does his wife, their neighbour’s wife laughs, and her husband drops…
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Archaeological Dig
Vegetation grows out of the cracks, a twenty-five foot stone man long forgotten by the people who made him. A bold smile painted white, nostrils home to many birds, ears lost to time, bright eyes carved to shine. He stood at the entrance to his city, protector of their values and watcher of the road.…
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Meadow
A butterfly quilt surrounds the embrace. A pair of lovers hide from the sun. Arms intertwined come undone. The meadow sweetens the air. Limbs fall from within their cocoon; legs find placement on the wild flowers. “Forever is that way,” says a sleepy man. He points into the meadow. A man at the back of…
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Grapes on the vine
He paces. Stone weeps at the beat of his leathery feet. Overwhelmed by a single thought. All furniture moved against the walls—no obstacles for his mind. Grapes grow on the vine; such tender fruit tempts the man. He lays his cardigan on the window sill. An extended arm reaches out the window. A handful of…
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The boy across the street
The boy across the street is standing at the edge of his roof. The heavens fall onto his shoulders. He wails into the storm. The first scream he aims at the sky—the second into his own hands. The cockerels doom call wakes the street. Bedroom lights turn on. Some men walk out of their homes…
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Meteor – Part 3
“Thank you, Your Imperial Majesty,” The Admiral left his office as soon as his phone call ended. His office overlooked the command room. “Code omega. Head for Tio!” the Admiral yelled with all his might. The massive Star commander vessel that led the emperors’ fleet fittingly named Olympus turned and entered hyperspace. “How long will…
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Meteor – Part 2
“As you can see, Admiral, the remaining crew from the Atropos III sent these moments before the ship self-destructed.” said a tall, balding man wearing the signature blue republic navy uniform. “In the emperors’ name, I order you, Captain Leon Pascal, to locate, examine, then destroy that meteor.” “Thank you, Sir,” replied Captain Pascal. The…
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Meteor – Part 1
Captain log 303: Today marks the 300th day since we saw anything. We head into uncharted space—no known planets or stars. The morale is good still. I knew hiring a good cook would be worth it. My Lieutenant has put in a request for a video Transmission with his wife. They were expecting when we…
Conor Cartmell 