It was as simple as clicking a few boxes on their site.

‘Internet’s Mail-Order Magic Letters: Bring some magic into your life!’

They didn’t ask for an address, or payment details. It seemed harmless enough.

Then came the letters.

The first opened in a spray of glitter that dissipated into the air. ‘CONFIDENCE!’ it read. She negotiated a promotion that day.

The next unfolded itself in her hands, and crooned bedtime stories from a small illustrated mouth. She got her first full night’s sleep in weeks.

Then the next held ‘good luck’ coins. She gave them to a beggar, who hugged her on the street the next day, their fortunes turned.… Read more

Boss Monster

‘It’ll be simple,’ he said, voice barely shaking. ‘Run in, grab the treasure, run out.’

‘What about the monsters?’ she replied. ‘What about the dragon?’

‘Well … we’ll move too fast for them, thanks to this.’ He hefted his newly purchased spellbook. ‘And you have the sword if anything goes wrong.’

‘I do not feel confident I could take on a dragon!’

‘We won’t have to!’

They clasped hands and he cast the spell, again and again. Walls crumbled before them to reform behind them.

All manner of twisted beasts and grasping undead howled at them, but they were gone each time before anything could be done.… Read more

Vigilant

A high-pitched howl woke her before dawn. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, as the desperate cries continued.

‘Mara, darling?’ she called.

The howls stopped. They were followed by short meow.

She sighed, and climbed out of bed. As she shuffled into the other room, she rubbed the sleep dust from her eyes.

There, bathed in silver light from the window, was a cat-like creature of enormous size, tabby fur, and an oddly human shape.

The creature turned wide eyes toward the human.

‘Did you see another cat, darling?’

Mara nodded, then looked back out the window.

The woman smiled tiredly and came to stand beside her.… Read more

Spirited

golden energy in darkness titled Spirited
This is a serial fiction posted in one toot daily (ish) during October on Mastodon. It was unplanned and experimental, and I’m pretty happy with the result. I hope you enjoy it. (original format)

I’m a ghost but I never died, or at least I don’t remember it. Memory and shape are both unfixed concepts to me. The only time I ever feel real is when someone sees me.

I have no power over who can see me or what they’ll see when they do. Human minds do something with my aether, project onto it, give it a form it doesn’t really have.

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A Fearsome Guardian (+ illustration!)

The dragon lowered a rainbow-hued head to sniff the small, furry morsel. To her surprise, it hissed and puffed up, and swiped at her with surprising aggression.

Perhaps it was more dangerous than it looked. She withdrew, curling her tail around her pile of gold.

The small creature stared at her, yellow eyes wide and suspicious.

Later, she found it batting at a stray piece of gold. She tried to take it back, and was again met with a hiss and a swipe.

In the night, she woke to something rumbling on her back. The creature again, now asleep and curled up in complete, purring contentment.… Read more

The Tea Reader

‘Can I get you anything?’ he asked. ‘A cup of tea?’

‘No, thank you.’

‘I insist.’

Reid found himself sipping gingerly at a cup of tea a few minutes later. He thought: I just won’t finish it. That’s all.

But the conversation was good and when he next looked down, the cup was dry and scattered with black.

He sighed dramatically.

‘Is something wrong?’

‘No,’ he said, setting aside his cup and its heart-shaped residue. ‘Are you, um, doing anything later?’

 

A microfiction for Mastodon. Image by dungthuyvunguyen from Pixabay.… Read more

Love Transcends

Some loves transcend death, and so it was Lola.

Every day, she waited in the window for her human, her tail clacking against the windowsill.

When she heard a car pull up, she would clatter down from the sill, then run for the front door with a sound like a dull xylophone.

She would greet them by twining her ribcage around their legs.

And when she settled on their lap, she would knead a little too spikily, but in a different way than she had in life.

Image by isfara from Pixabay.… Read more

Appropriate Human Behaviour

The cat turned its back to him and started grooming. After a pause, he pinched the end of its tail.

It hissed and spun, swiping at the empty air where his hand had been.

‘Ellanas!’

He looked guiltily at his mentor.

‘Tail pulling is not an appropriate human behaviour.’

He sulked and crossed his arms. ‘Tail pulling is not an appropriate human behaviour.’

‘Neither is mimicry.’

He groaned and flopped back on the ground. ‘Can I go back to being a crow now?’

 

Image by Capri23auto from Pixabay.… Read more

An unusual ranger

When her mother cut down the green jelly beast, she’d watched its remains ooze into the earth.

‘Keep back,’ her mother warned.

But later, when a small chunk of green bounced toward her through the grass, she tossed it a strip of bread and watched it absorb it hungrily.

When she built up the courage to touch it, it didn’t burn as she feared; it was cool, and purred slimily at her touch.

One day she would be infamous for her (mostly) tame Gelatinous Cube.

Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay.… Read more

RSVP to Save the World

‘We await your response by sparrow?’ I murmured, reading the letter again. Something about destiny, the fate of many, and ‘answering the call’ …

I turned it over and looked at the wax seal, now broken; it looked like a penny had been pressed into the wax.

The letter weighed on my mind, however. When I left for work the next morning, I stopped by the gently chittering hedge on the street.

A little brown head poked through the leaves, followed by four more.

They stared at me with their button-black eyes, then launched into the air in a cheeping flock.… Read more