October 13th, 1991. Rain splattered the bedroom window like paint onto a canvas, forming watery shapes that danced on the glass. No lights were left on within the house, leaving everything dark and eerie with only moonlight and street lamps providing a faint glow through the windows. Sitting on his bed with its blue Batman sheets, legs curled criss-cross and staring out into … [Read more...] about The Lake: A Short Story by Alex London
Short Stories
This category includes all short stories related to anything science fiction and fantasy based to include other various topics such as comic and graphic novel, anime, and other sub categories of short stories.
True Magic
The man hurried through the streets, his head spilling sweat and wild ideas. It was a warm night, but had been raining and the streetlights illuminated sodium-coloured pools on the black surface of the road and pavement. The man was caught up in his own thoughts and barely noticed as other people passed him by. He knew it was around here somewhere, but wouldn’t be around for … [Read more...] about True Magic
The Bottomless Pool
This story is taken from a chapter of my book, Archie's Mirror. You can find out more about it here. In a barren land occupying a distant corner of the world there stood a forgotten wood. In the centre of the wood, surrounded by thorns and briars, was a pool, its surface still and dark as midnight. The wood was completely silent—even the wind would skirt around its edges, as … [Read more...] about The Bottomless Pool
The Arc of Ilas (short story)
A Short Story By E. S. Furlán 113 words “There can be told no story of a love more fair than that of Ilas and Mannem, divine souls cast only twice from their die.” Cups of ale in hand, froth spilling over the brims as Kanika and Tellio swayed in the alleyway together outside the Wonky Donkey Inn. The occasion, not that they needed one, was Kanika's … [Read more...] about The Arc of Ilas (short story)
The Red Wind’s Fire (short story)
The Red Wind's Fire A Short Story by E. S. Furlán 1156 words Hot wet blood gushed from the wound in Aldert's thigh. His shoulder ached with the ghost of a dislocation, hurriedly shoved back into its socket as he passed a suitable rock. He had no time for more tender care, though every jostled step reminded him that he would need rest sooner rather than later. As … [Read more...] about The Red Wind’s Fire (short story)