The other one went right. They each followed the winding forest paths until they came to a clearing... where they spotted each other again. "John?" asked Clark. "But... how?"

It was a quickly disappearing sunset that I stepped out into from Tina Laguna’s last resting place. The streets were wet from a fresh quick drizzle. The kind of night when even a s

That's it! I need a bed of Sloths! I only took like 10 years, but I had this one brilliant thought, but I stayed focused on it. Almost imperceptibly I moved my slow ass to the zoo

Secret Service agents came around. Trump had seen my erector set on eBay. I was taken to White House to show him how to use it. Soon, I was appointed Advisor on National Security.

the crucible of the lingerie store. During fire sales, it was his job to restrain women from gouging each other's eyes or splitting a bra in a tug-of-war. Hence his battle hardened

just another of the many jokes the universe played on her- or so she thought. The truth was that the fridge was her secret admirer, and didn't want to let go of her hand, or reveal

t curling upwards past the window pane. Was his consciousness like mist, just drifting between solid structures already in place? The parchment was inked full of letters, but did

In the silent library, the sound of the cat's tongue rasping over its paw was like sandpaper scraping. Timmy glared at the ginger beast, who sat contentedly on the returns trolley.

hru the roof. Hmm, there's an idea..I slipped a roofy in talk show host's drink. Waited. Then:"My book's the dope, no?" He tried to stray off-topic, but:"Your book's..divine..ohh..

Surely he's got enough followers as it is. I don't understand what he's trying to get out of the publicity. How many breakfast radio talk show segments does the Messiah need to do?

make a difference anymore? No matter what keys you press, what words you create, it's no better than screaming them into a chasm. You may hear them echoed back. It's more likely

I heaved a sigh and glanced over to where the cake sat on the bench. Truth be told, it did look enticing... I picked up a knife and cut myself a generous slice. My stomach growled

with tacky red rhinestones which had once spelled out a name, but now simply appeared as a haphazard, glittering constellation. The price tag had gotten damp once, and the ink ran.

A drop bear came tumbling down from a tall gum tree. Crap, I'd forgotten to apply my protective Vegemite! The drop bear hissed and bared its pointed fangs, lunging for my throat.

"Well hey there FIVO48 -- read you loud and clear. Copy that re: useless lump of problematic human. Got one here as well. Meet you at the intersection." XACH37 cranked the choons

You would think the diminutive for Ptolemy would have to be Ptom. That is what I had expected but that is not how it turned out. My son is universally known as Tlom. That is what

sprouted bat wings, which gave them an edge while chasing criminals. The police force was able to cut back on drone and helicopter use, now that the cops were all vampires. This

" they said, in unison. "Don't mind me, I'm just a horse," I replied, as I stuck a gun in the teller's gut while he handed me all the money. "Good horse," the teller cooed as I

The man I'd run over would've raised his neck had it not been broken. So he lifted his one hand that still worked:"It's all good, son, we all make mistakes." He coughed, & out came

whisper halfhearted prayers that the night would never end, while underneath the rustle of leaves and faint sounds of traffic there was the sound of faint music