The Herald
Mist licked at Aidith’s threadbare boots as they reached the summit at the Edge of the Horizon. Aidith threw a gentle kick at the playful fog, watching it fold back…
A Writer's Journey
Mist licked at Aidith’s threadbare boots as they reached the summit at the Edge of the Horizon. Aidith threw a gentle kick at the playful fog, watching it fold back…
The light was fading fast as Andre walked the length of the jetty. Lake Emmitt had always been a favourite destination during the holidays, the clean, crisp air off the…
Aisha entered the temple for the seventh time, her pale, blue eyes locked on her feet. She could still feel the stares, hear the whispers of the witnesses over the…
Below is an extract from The Vessel by Matthew P. Copping – published October 2018 as part of Australian Speculative Fiction’s Beginnings Anthology. Morning sunlight filtered through the curtained window.…
I glanced discretely at my companions and judged them none-the-wiser, so—with grandiose bravado and poise—I unbuckled my lantern from belt and unshuttered it. As the golden hue chased away the…
The green light subsided and Gerald found himself alone in a room with his corpse and an ignorant wife. If he were being completely honest with himself, Gerald would most…
Gerald broke into a sweat. Torrents of the salty liquid fountained from his broad nose, settling as a puddle by his feet. His heart pounded, threatening to burst free from…
We follow on from where we left Gerald last episode. If you are new to the series, you can find part one here. *** Gerald endured the tirade of laughter…