Cold Voice

On the banks of the Yukon River, around one hundred-fifty miles Northeast of Fairbanks, a man claws his way from the water onto dry land. Tired, he slowly pulls himself and a backpack onto shore one arm at a time. Finally getting out of the water, he turns, lays with his back on the gravel,…

The Detached

“There are no such things as ghosts,” said Aunt Isabel in a straightforward, definitive statement. “Do you understand, Celestina?” asked the aunt. Celestina, a girl of ten, nodded her head. “But what about Daldal’s story about the Detached?” she asked. Daldal is Aunt Isabel’s lady’s maid, and lives in a bungalow outside of Isabel’s plantation…

Faded Film

“What’s this?” said Mickey pulling a film out of its can. It was an old film – plastic-based, 35 millimeter, 16 frames per second – likely from the 1900s through the 1910s. It’s condition – poor and brittle. Mickey worked for the Studio as a one of their film restorers. His main job was to…

Conner of the Mist

“Okay, kid. Calm down and focus. What‘s on your mind? Do you want to know if you’ll meet a girl, or if you’ll catch a humongous mackerel?” the Tarot Reader asked Martin, a young nine year old boy. Martin smiled at his dad sitting next to him. They exchanged goofy looks and eventually agreed using…

Cordyceps

“Focus you thoughts and clear your mind of all worries. What is it that concerns you? Now ask your question,” said the Tarot Reader. “I’m really excited. In a few weeks I’ll be on my way to the Amazon to join a science team study insect habitats. Basically a biological survey in the jungle. My…