Unbowed, unbroken, persevering. From haunted past to uncertain future. They cling to what little life offers. Restless spirits, wandering. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week’s prompt was: Restless. Click on the link to read more stories by other writers. If you’re interested in finding out more about my ‘State Trilogy’ novels, I’m … Continue reading NATIVES
A cross or a crescent, why did it matter? The blood was always red, it ran the same no matter where they sent her. The victims needed the same things no matter what banner flew over their camps. Some chose to find offence in the cross, some in the crescent. All either symbolised was their … Continue reading CROSS OR CRESCENT
Who would have thought it? Montreal was the answer to human salvation. Due to its specific geographic location, prevailing winds and ocean currents and distance from any of the active fault lines, Montreal was the one place where the air was still breathable, the climate was habitable and the landscape stable. Peering through the curtains … Continue reading MONTREAL – WHO KNEW?
Day Twenty-Two: Today we climbed to the peak above our valley and staked our flag. We had an official ceremony with just original the founders of the New State of America. Later we joined the others building the wall around our border. We don't want to build barriers, but we have to do something to … Continue reading THE DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE
A STORY OF VITUPERATION IN VIENNA, AUSTRIA ‘A poor turnout. I thought there would have been more.’ Steiner looked out over the square. Behind the protesters the Hofburg, the Presidential Palace, sat unperturbed, protected by the line of police in riot gear. ‘How many are you counting?’ Valentina scanned the gathering, ‘A few thousand, five … Continue reading V IS FOR VIENNA, AUSTRIA
