Tag: Sunday Photo Fiction
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BUCKET LIST
Why did he need to have a bucket list? Agnes was insistent this was something he needed to tick off it, whether he had one or not. Happy 60th, darling! So here Archie was, standing in a basket, strapped to a vast nylon balloon. Agnes waved and snapped another picture. The hot air balloon was…
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THE END OF THE WORLD IS NIGH
He chose the discount store for the increased footfall. In these times of austerity people were desperate to make savings. Each day he sat outside. The life preserver drew some odd looks, but he wanted to attract attention. ‘A flood is coming to wash away all our sins.’ Okay, he was exaggerating a bit with…
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RESTLESS SPIRIT
Tap, tap, tap. Dr. Henry Folkestone watched as Abubakar put down his instruments and looked back at the expedition leader. Together the put their shoulders against the huge rectangular boulder and heaved. Gradually the ancient stone moved, the sandstone scraped along the floor. Dust and dirt swirled in the fetid air. This was the moment Henry…
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THE GATES OF HELL (via CHARLTON)
‘You’re sure this is the right place?’ Norman looked at the grey concrete structure. ‘It’s just so very, well, ordinary.’ ‘What were you expecting?’ the sprite asked. ‘Perhaps a swirling vortex of doom, or an army of raging demons. At the very least a ferryman with a boat.’ ‘You read too much fiction,’ the sprite…
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SNOW DAY FOR A CONTRACT KILLER
The official advice was not to travel unless absolutely necessary. Ordinarily he wasn’t one to listen to official advice, he wouldn’t have much of a career if he followed the rules. But heading out to work today, when no one else had left their houses, when there were no other cars on the road, when…
Iain Kelly 