It was the final night of our weeklong canoeing trip. In the morning, we would have just three more miles to travel on the river until we arrived at the public campground where my fiancée's sister would be meeting us to take us back to reality, back to society and bills and jobs and traffic jams and innumerable rude people in the city. I was not looking fo...
Originally published in "The Discerning Gentleman's Weekly" Volume IX, number 20 Issue dated April 8th 1896 * I wonder, my friend, have you ever been bound? It is a marvellously liberating experience, with much to recommend it. Oh yes, I can well predict how you may be gazing at this page askance, wondering if these lines can possibly be written by the...
Rapunzel: Act I - The Beginning People have long desired to acquire things that they should not. Perhaps this is part of the human condition. Today it is the quest for money, or power, or fame. But once upon a time in an age long since passed there lived an old couple. Rowan the cabinetmaker and his wife Hazel owned a modest cottage at the edge of the Great...
In which Miss N. tells her story and bares her "sole" (mf) The bell that he had rigged remained silent through the night, but Liam's sleep was restless --- his dreams pervaded with bawdy adventures. He awoke groggy, and for once was thankful for the coldness of the water when he washed. To his puzzlement, the eerie calm upon the lake was unchanged. 'Twas q...
The wedding itself was small and intimate, just immediate family and a few mutual college friends who lived within easy driving distance, held in the gazebo of the main park at the center of town with its small scenic lake providing a beautiful backdrop. Yet I was not focused upon the beauty of Nature or the aesthetics of the wedding. I was focused instead...
118 King William Rd. R..., Virginia Sunday April 26th, 1963 Mrs. Annabelle K... 82 Piedmont Avenue NE A..., Georgia Dear Annabelle, Come to me at once! I urgently need you. My fears have proven true. R... is a disaster. Millicent has proven false and runoff. I am too ashamed to recount the damage she has done to my house. I know not where she has gone,...
Finishing the third chapter, she laid the book down on a colorful beach blanket and added sunblock to her bronzing body. She then drew deeply from the straw that extended from an insulated mug. After glancing up and down the beach, she paused to look across the wave tops before picking the novel back up. He seemed to appear from nowhere, having strolled dow...
This is part 3 of a 3 part story and is not meant as a stand-alone tale. ~~~~~~~~~ Guthredd Sleeve-heart's tale (or the Circle of Hearts): Part 3 Across the dark sea and over mainland and islet traveled the tale of Guthredd Sleeve-heart's death and so hope was lost amongst the outlaw-kin. And it was at this time that Ketil ascended the throne, for his fa...
With a stretch and a small yawn, I awaken to the sounds of the shower being run in the bathroom. Wiping the sleep from my eyes I move from the bed and stumble towards the sounds. Bare feet pad softly upon the carpet and then the tile of the bathroom. Stopping for a moment to graze your silhouette with my eyes. Just watching you. Perhaps you sensed me there,...
Author's Note: Hey folks! Late winter contest entry here. Hope you like it. I've put this in sci-fi/fantasy but you should probably be aware that this story has elements of Romance/NonHuman/Mature and even perhaps a little horror going on. It's a slow build up too and it deals with things like the afterlife so if that's a hot button for you then now might be...