The bell jingled as the shop door opened.
“Go on. Your turn” the wizened old shopkeeper said as he pushed his apprentice from behind the ancient counter.
The apprentice made his way through the racks of abandoned clothes and other long forgotten detritus.
“Hi! I’m Bert. What are you looking for today?”
The hapless customer spun around with a look like a deer caught in headlights. It was a norm...
I expected my beautiful, lovely wife back. Instead of her rich, supple skin I got this. A grotesque, decaying corpse. Still in her bridal gown that she had been buried in because she thought it was the most beautiful she had ever looked. That memory was lost to me now after seeing this horror. What was I supposed to do now? This wasn’t my wife. This was an abomination. I see why the genie had that...
I’ve noticed a new contraption has appeared on my kitchen worktop. I have no idea how it got there, I can only assume fairies are the ones to blame, maybe even the naughty pixies that I’ve definitely seen scampering about the garden.
Whoever designed it must have been slightly narcissistic, every surface is reflective but in a curious way where everything seems slightly distorted. My face appears...
I know you love me, your eyes the colour of the depths of the ocean get a diamond like sparkle when you see me. Your face glows with happiness, the lines around your eyes crinkle deeper the bigger your gap-toothed smile gets.
I love the feel of your ever present, never lengthening stubble as you bend to kiss me. Your stubble feeling slightly scratchy in contrast with your smooth, soft lips that I ...
I sunk into the lovely bed. This is surprisingly comfy I thought. Feels like im succumbing to that sin of sloth already.
I’d always been led to believe that Hell was horrible. I’d strived to be a good person all my life, giving to charity and volunteering at shelters, generally being a bit of a goody two shoes and due to some bureaucratic red tape nonsense about my name being spelled the same as ...
He had walked into my coffee shop about three months ago. He said he had just moved to town and didn’t know anyone. We had got chatting over the counter as I made his cappuccino. He seemed a sweet guy so I asked if he wanted a locals tour of the nightlife that weekend. He readily accepted and contact info was exchanged.
We met that weekend and I took him to all the good pubs and we had a good tim...
Cressida pulled open the heavy oak door.
“Yes? What can I help you with man? Make it quick I need to get back to the dragons.”
Benedict shuffled his feet. This isn’t how things were supposed to go.
“Erm...well...I’ve come about rescuing the princess.”
“Oh that. I’ve only been waiting 3 decades so I decided to get on with things myself. You’ll notice you’ve had an easy passage through the thicke...
Annabelle rode through the castle courtyard, skirts whipping behind her as she pushed her mare as fast as she dared on the cobbles.
“Come on!keep up!” She snapped over her shoulder at the man at arms that was supposed to be making sure she didnt get into any trouble.
Ragnor sighed inwardly. He detested it when she was in this mood. Annabelle could be a spoilt brat of a girl, at fifteen she shoul...