“There’s no need for you to be nervous, honest.” Tony leaned across the table and touched her arm gently. “You’re too kind,” she said. Her voice was dry. She coughed self-consciously, raising a hand to her mouth, and simultaneously sniffed… Continue Reading
Static screams across the graveyard, a cascade of black and white snow that only a fool would consider beautiful. It is, even to my eyes, a television-screen blur, the feed coming through my optic-receiver lost for a moment in the… Continue Reading
Water flows endlessly over her feet. Stone eyes watch another coin flipped. It sparkles in the sunlight, splashes, sinks to the bottom. Nothing happens. She’s witnessed countless tokens given, every currency imaginable. Guineas, francs, nickels, shekels, pounds. Most tossed with… Continue Reading