Short to middling length stories of 1,000 to 10,000 words.
A dutiful son finds himself distracted by a fickle swordsman.
A monstrously virtuous daughter bricked into a room in her father's semi-detached residence finds herself captivated by the neighbour's pure and amoral son.
In prison in a dystopian world, being broken doesn't fix itself. An ex-soldier and a roof tiler get together.
After a deadly civil war, an ex-general and a knight struggle to find their place in peacetime.
Starra fears death constantly; Skybo fears nothing except doing the expected. Could be a perfect match.
Three hundred and sixty degrees she turned, and as if trapped in an early version of a three dimensional gamer's world, she turned and turned and only saw her face. She had no sides, no curves but for the hourglass defining her.
Fifteen new workplaces in seventeen years, always with oversized men, the labouring hulks of the south-east corridor, too proud or smart to be unemployed, too proud or stubborn to get a trade. He makes himself fit in.
The children understood her competence in adversity even without language, for how often must she have been mocked to have learned her fluid, unemotional pre-emptive strategy?
Exiled lions find companionship with each other and eat some humans.
Hugh of Montpellier does not know how to speak to his lover, back from the Crusades together, unsure how much remission truly covers.
A home just isn't complete without Nazi memorabilia, one salesman says.
Miserable while witnessing his nation's surrender, a Diviny honour guard finds a LaGattan soldier with the strength to make him submit, and the skill to make him enjoy it.
If with no consideration for the fate of ferns.