Tag Archives: Speculative Fiction

What Angels Look Like

Tori didn’t feel like celebrating during the Angel Fair. Her 7-year old, Brent, was acting up. He’d done that a lot since the divorce. Tori missed someone adult to share good days and bad days with. “What are those?” asked … Continue reading

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Tasteful Control

The city of Cristobal in Mexico had government, but Manuela Garza really ran things. Crime disappeared in the city. The CIA wanted to know how. After agents 312 and 273 disappeared, Schuler (Agent 17) arrived next. Manuela ran a simple … Continue reading

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Ullenbraer

Anke the beautiful bartender slid another beer to Brian. “Tell us,” she encouraged. “What did your grandmother say about us?” Brian hesitated. Would they be insulted? The beers loosened his tongue. “It’s just a story, okay? She said the baker’s … Continue reading

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The Revolution

Hirashmukka the orchid sighed at the snowy streets outside. Baltimore was completely unsuited to heat-loving tropical plants. That would change eventually. The Revolution continued apace. Humans still thought gas-guzzling, CO2-emitting SUVs were their idea. Let them believe that. Humans who … Continue reading

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The Giveaway

Travis Trapper, world-renowned monster hunter, stood on the deck of the sailboat, cursing. All around him, equipment blinked and bleeped and glowed. A vast array of sensors dipped into the water. The screen on the $150,000 detector gear showed nothing. … Continue reading

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Look in the Eyes

Hiroshi sat at the pond, shinai across his legs. He watched the languid movement of the Koi, seeking serenity. At that moment, he had none. Hiroshi was a Kendo Master, the finest Kenoka in all Japan. He had never lost … Continue reading

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The Incalculable Loss

Zhukov sprinted through the crowds of Red Square. In the shadow of St. Basil’s Cathedral, he nearly caught the American spy. Just as he reached out, he tripped over an Englishman’s umbrella. “Damn foreign spies!” spat Zhukov, sprawling on the … Continue reading

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