Fiction | The Crier

Oct 1, 20232 min read

Help, My Mirror Smiled at Me

I sat in my dusty room, staring at the unpacked boxes and the mattress on the floor, taking in the old, creaky house. The sound of my...

Oct 1, 20232 min read

Til Death We Did Part

The sun was setting. The 6th of May, a Tuesday. It was uncharacteristically cold for May. Everyone stood in a row, shuffling slowly. A...

Sep 30, 20233 min read

The Wand Stealers

An elderly man in a WW2 aviator cap and a steampunk, scientist-like monocle, bent over his oak Victorain era desk. Garbed in Carolingian...

Mar 20, 20231 min read

A Hard Night's Work: an illustrative poem

It was a warm evening with a cool breeze, and the moonlight cast its gleam upon the tranquil waters beneath the dark sky, thus...

Feb 13, 20237 min read

The Third Dimension

“Since it is so likely that children will meet cruel enemies, let them have at least heard of brave knights and heroic courage. Otherwise...

Oct 15, 20224 min read

You’re Not the Only One on the Road: A Screenplay

EXT. RURAL AREA - ON THE ROAD - DAY A GIRL, 18, is driving a small used white car. Next to her, in the front passenger seat, is her new...

Oct 15, 20225 min read

Windswept: Part II

“You have to be more careful out there, bud.” A screw was tightened. “I’ll have to scrap most of the arm. These new parts cost me a...

Sep 19, 20224 min read

Windswept Part One: Oasis

A lone figure walked through the windswept desert. The villagers saw it coming from miles away. They had little in the way of defenses;...

Sep 17, 20224 min read

Chateau De L’Enfer

It felt like a scene from a movie: I was driving off into the sunset in my ‘57 Chevrolet, my view being the bare desert on every side. A...