Hellooo dark tall beautiful stranger–care to get lost together in a tale of cyberlove?
Early Morning in the Land of Dreams | Marla Cantrell
The building where I work is an old Walmart. The new Walmart is only two and a half miles away, right off the interstate, up by the church that has its own helicopter, and near the strip mall with a shop where you can get sixteen kinds of pasta flown in from Italy, or Tulsa, who knows for sure … read on
Launch into warp drive & dive into daring adventures in galaxies far, far away.
The Calling Card | Eric J. Guignard
The calling card was black as midnight, and the message written across its face shimmered fire-gold. Letters and runes bowed together presenting a line of script which, when read, caused Old Man Popp to tremble: Sorry I missed you. Will try back later. G. Reaper … read on
Eep, what was that sound? Just the wind, you say?