Short Fiction

Quiet Fathoms
Quiet Fathoms

Many were the nights I was lulled to sleep by the sounds of crashing waves and air whipping over the pearly sands beyond my bedroom window. Many, also, were the days that, unlike my elder sister, I refused to join my father on his daily fishing trips; even for all the tranquility it offered …

Cheshire
Cheshire

There was a girl I used to know, years ago. I only formally met her in junior high, but I first noticed her in elementary school. Our classes had assigned seating back then. I could never figure out what kind of algorithm they were using to determine where the kids were seated, but she was always …

The Slumbering Dragon
The Slumbering Dragon

Waves thundered against the rocky outcrops at the foot of the cape, spraying seafoam and splintered boards up the side of the cliff. Far above, Kaito looked down in helpless despair at the remains of the decimated sailing ships as the lighthouse’s beacon spun meaninglessly behind him. The salty air …