by Jude Mire | Nov 30, 2017 | Story, Weird
New love, a family visit, an old fog shrouded ski-lodge, and something is not quite right at Fawn Summit. A strange tale of what was, what might have been, and what maybe is. Listen to the first scene in the clip above and read the whole surreal thing on my Patreon!...
by Jude Mire | Oct 20, 2017 | Fantasy, Story
The glorious River of Gleam carried upon its broad shoulders a slow moving burden of thick, reeking, mud. The days of its namesake, bright shining days of water and wax, were long past. Now it was wide, shallow, and its name draped in irony. It was a crap brown snake,...
by Jude Mire | Sep 24, 2017 | Horror, Story
“Surely, if this continues, even the trees will leave us.” Granmarm Hovva’s voice was frail wind over split reeds. Utha sighed. She was a grown woman and didn’t give any credence to the old legends of traveling wood. It was one thing to believe...
by Jude Mire | Sep 2, 2017 | Sci-Fi, Story
The ship hatch slid into the bulkhead and heat washed over me like I’d opened some massive oven door. It felt fantastic. I’d just gotten out of cryogenics. The chill would cling to me for days regardless of the infernal humidity that covered Corus. I did not enjoy...
