Lockdown Fiction: Option Five

My responses to the Improbable Press fiction prompts tend to be optimistic, but this has gone very dark. Oh well. The muse is obviously In A Mood. Option Five The sea was on fire. No, wait. Hang on. The rolling waves of flame, sparks flickering like sea spray, lapped against a shore made of ice which, despite the heat, didn’t […]

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Lockdown Fiction: Bone Deep

After a sudden run of work, I’ve finally had time to write some more lockdown fiction to the Improbable Press prompt this week! Bone Deep The ocean floor is made of bones. The earth’s great rocky bones of quartz, mainly, but others too. The calcium of shells and skeletons, the structures of coral and whales and clams and the great […]

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