Shadows of a New World Order

Jína grimaced and rubbed her neck. A dull ache had lodged out of reach behind her shoulder blades. She gripped the edge of her desk, pushed back her office chair and wiggled her feet into her sturdy black pumps. She raised her arms above her head, lifted her chin, and stretched up to the ceiling. The vertebrae in her back cracked. She tucked

Shadows of a New World Order2022-08-05T22:11:52+10:00

Belle’s Escape

Disoriented, Belle sat up in the claustrophobic dark. Her mouth tasted gritty. She inhaled. The smell of mildew mixed with half-rotten beetroot assailed her. Her nostrils flared. Her stomach revolted and shot a live-fire ball of acid into her throat. She gagged. The top half of her body folded over. She opened her mouth and expelled a dribble of bitter bile. Belle rocked back

Belle’s Escape2022-08-05T22:21:54+10:00

Alice

It was June 23, 1723. Twelve-year-old Alice hovered at the edge of the village where she lived with her Grandpa. Her freshly washed copper hair glinted in the sun. A tremor of trepidation piano-fingered up her spine. No longer considered a child, she had no choice but to join the Midsummer festivities as an available maiden. Ahead, the village green bustled with preparations

Alice2021-06-03T04:35:26+10:00

Fenrir’s Cub

Blue eyes wide with wonder, her nose pressed to the small window, Virginia gazed at the jaw-dropping view displayed below. Nervous excitement bubbled behind her navel. My first archaeological dig. She sighed and leaned back against the headrest. Rough winds buffeted the 8-seater plane as it dropped to the landing strip. It slewed to a sideways stop with a squeal of brakes, barely missing

Fenrir’s Cub2021-05-21T21:02:03+10:00

The Misadventure

Célena stood with her three friends at the school bus stop. She listened with half an ear to their chatter about the upcoming weekend sleepover at Stacey's house. The squeal of the bus's brakes interrupted them. They clambered on board, rushed to the back, and settled into their usual seats. "Ooh, look who is catching the bus today, Célena," Sarah tittered. Célena looked

The Misadventure2021-03-30T18:44:21+10:00

The Ancient Figurine

Mariska stood on top of the library stairs, cradling her find in her arms. Above, the sun’s last orange rays streaked through the sky. A warm summer breeze wafted through the air. She got home and put the heavy leather-bound book on the dining room table. Bending down, she picked up Pixie, her stray, scratching him under the chin. She walked into the

The Ancient Figurine2021-03-30T18:44:13+10:00

Trapped in Misty Creek

25-year-old Ariadne coasted to a stop in front of the Real Estate Agency in Misty Creek’s main street. She gave her appearance a quick once over in the rear-view mirror, and applied some lipstick. Turning to the back seat, she patted her mix breed Australian sheep dog on his rump. “You wait here Dingo. Watch the car. I’ll be back in a jiffy.”

Trapped in Misty Creek2021-01-29T21:24:32+10:00

The Tennis Tournament

The Tennis Tournament Madison paced nervously up and down the confines of the locker room. Her mind was racing, breathing shallow and fast. “I have to get a hold of myself!” she chastised herself. “It’s only a game. Portia may have beat me before, but she won’t psych me out this time!...... I hope …. Damn, she’s getting into my head again!!” She

The Tennis Tournament2020-12-20T03:30:24+10:00

Lockdown

Lockdown Introducing My 11 Year Old Granddaughter’s Unedited Writing Sadie Ann Goosen The year 2020 burnt across the world, leaving it scorched and gasping for breath. Buzzwords like “the new normal”, “in the time of COVID”, “home office”, and “lockdown” have forced change upon us just as Mother Nature gifts us with green sprigs of hope that burst forth on

Lockdown2020-12-12T00:59:28+10:00

Whispers of the Dark Forest

Whispers of the Dark Forest Nineteen year old Emily looked at her “friends” lounging about on the porch. A sledgehammer of truth hit her. She shrugged her shoulders and stepped out of the haze of dope smoke onto the rickety porch steps. Emily looked at her beloved VW Bug. “I thought it would be such a good idea for a relaxing weekend before our

Whispers of the Dark Forest2020-11-29T17:42:09+10:00
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