Tag Archives: Ghosts

Ghostly Keys – Short Fiction – January 21, 2016

In the silence rusty locks creak as ghostly keys open the cells. Through the dust mote dance in the light a daily life continues.  The shuffling of the slippered women in drab drill smocks shuffle down the corridor out into a hall. … Continue reading

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The Farm – Short Fiction – January 12, 2016

The crows cawed somewhere overhead.  The two tourists looked at each other, neither feeling quite at ease.  They’d come upon an old farm abandoned for many years. Rīs Grainger’s wife had had a thing with a passing tinker, he’d caught them abed, beat the tinker to a … Continue reading

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