Short Stories

Once, not so long ago, there was a very sad dragon who spent all her lonely days deep in slumber within her cave. She ventured outside only to wish upon the sparkling white lights that filled an ebony sky. There, ...

The Ticking by, Melissa R. Mendelson White walls dressed in color splayed across the room. Large, glass windows drifted beneath soft, silky white curtains. The furniture was all decked out in black leather, all except for the chestnut wood desk ...

Finding a Refugee a Home   Fuzzy wasn’t my cat although I fed him every morning at four o'clock for 10 years.   He was my wife’s cat, loved to sit on her lap, be petted, jump down and rub his head against her feet.   He was ...

AUTO PILOT By, Melissa R. Mendelson “How was your father’s funeral?” “It was fine.” “Just fine, Gary?” Gary stretched out on a brown, leather couch.  He turned to look at the older gentleman sitting near him with his legs crossed ...

MORNING RUN by Norbert Kovacs (Originally published in FIVE:2:ONE's #thesideshow, May 12, 2018. The author has revised the text.) For three weeks, Phil's veins ran with anticipation. He woke with a tingling in his arms and a warmth suffusing his ...

The Candle Lights by, Melissa R. Mendelson A soft glow slipped across the darkness.  It chased the shadows away.  All the unwanted emotions like doubt and fear became silenced.  Peace was no longer a dream, and the body would know ...

Plight The house of Saman and Shayan was located on a three-part street; the houses with yard were in the first part, corporate houses were in the middle and in the end there were the garrison and a military training ...

The Plane Home          By Douglas Robbins I’m on my way this time. I’m tired of being lonely, a nobody, living in the shadows of my life. I’ve been on my way before and always got stuck. I’m heading home ...

The Better to See You With By Midu Hadi Chapter 1 The ophthalmologist plucked the nictitating membrane off the petri dish with a pair of forceps. Syd moved it around a bit until she found the right place for it ...

Please, Stay and Guard Me by, Melissa R. Mendelson The room was a soft white.  Lit candles decorated the furniture.  Their flames bowed and swayed.  Their warmth struggled to chase the coldness away.  They failed.  Still, they fought. I pulled ...