The Ritual
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on May 20
This flash fiction eventually grew into my novel: The Light Within The cultist pulled a hood over my head blocking all light. I could hear the other members of the cult chanting in some guttural, gurgling language. The smell of whatever they were burning was making me nauseous. They began to chant the same sound over and […]
Holiday on Pintor IV
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on May 13
The gravity of Pintor IV was minuscule compared to Klaus’ homeworld. The local fauna floated rather than crawl or walk. Klaus spun and twirled through the trees which writhed like animals on their pencil-thin stalks. This was the best vacation getaway he had arranged yet. He still didn’t understand why no travel journals had mentioned […]
The Monks
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on May 6
The trio of monks walked with cowl covered heads bowed along the dirt road. Ralf had never seen these holy men before. He recognized the robes as similar to those worn by the Christian who had visited their village last spring and tried, unsuccessfully, to convince the good folk of Bjornvik that Wotan was a […]
Here There Be Monsters
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on April 29
“The sun came up over the mountain like it always did. Rays of pale light stretched lazy fingers over the mountains and into the haze. The beams brought a blush to the clouds hovering above. This tremulous moment of balance between light and day lasted but a moment until the sun, eager to greet the […]
The Way of the World
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on April 22
Sometimes I wonder whatever happened to the world. I met an old man wandering the wastes a while back, it might have been a week or a month ago – it’s hard to gauge time since the Change came. This old man said that before the Change the world was full of green growing things. […]
I’ll Never Forget the Day I Died
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on April 15
I’ll never forget the day I died. Death is one of those momentous moments, kind of like birth in its own way. People don’t remember their birth but that’s just because their brains aren’t ready to understand and record what happened. If a newborn had the mental capacity of an adult I guarantee that birth […]