When the End came, it arrived on the back of a red horse. War brought famine, and eventually death. The world collapsed around us, trampled under the riders’ hooves. Then the white horse came. Our saviour. We bowed to mighty Conquest on his alabaster steed, and he cut off our heads. I stopped trusting horsemen … More FFM16-15 The Horseman
“I’ve got it,” the Professor said, stroking his voluminous, white beard. “We’ll use salt. We can harvest it from the ocean, and sell it as bricks.” “That’s just another fossil fuel,” the Scientist said, straightening his spectacles. “The whole point was to get away from all that. The people don’t like the coal smoke from … More FFM16-6 The Inventive Exploits of Skycaptain Resourceful
“You said small explosion,” Jacques called from under the desk. “This is not small!” Georges waved frantically at the smoky cloud that filled the laboratory. He didn’t dare touch his eyebrows. He was almost certain they were gone. Again. “That’s the whole point,” Georges said, coughing out the taste of the blast. “Acetylene is explosive … More FFM16-4 Light The Way
The fallen leaves screamed beneath the heavy soles. Oak tried to shuffle out of the path of destruction, but could not move fast enough. The boot came down on his midriff, and he felt his brittle skeleton crack and crumble. He cringed to stifle the pain, trying to block out the screeches of the other … More FFM16-3 Winter is Coming
Prickles passed the last ingredient — pickled newt eyes — to Mistress Moonshine. She plucked it off his spiny arm and dropped it into the bubbling cauldron. Both watched intently as the green solution frothed and turned pink. A smoky, pink heart puffed from the top of the cauldron. “It worked,” Mistress Moonshine cheered, throwing … More FFM16-2 In the Name of a Hug
The Minister for Transportation scanned the documents handed to him by his secretary, eyes growing wider the further he read. “Why, these horses are costing us a fortune,” he exclaimed. The Minister for Curly Wigs nodded in agreement, ringlets bouncing jovially. “We told you, Minister. Horses are costing us big time in food, grooming, and … More Cost Efficiency Mandated
I’d seen a lot of things in Magic Dance, but nothing like this. I sat at the bar, sipping a Moonage Daydream, no different to any other night, when she walked in. Legs like pins, and a head of the thickest blond locks you’ve ever seen. She took the stool next to me. “Space Oddity,” … More The Spiders of Mars
Any science, sufficiently advanced, can be called magic. It is the simple nature of man that he should think as such. Great men have always looked beyond such primitive notions and understood that just because something can’t be explained, it doesn’t mean that no explanation exists. And as such, it is with great consideration that … More The Science of Magic
Cupid caught the 716 every day across town. And every day it was late. Cupid was never late though, and so day after day, he sat at the bus stop and waited. And while he waited, he would look at the flower shop across the street. A young man worked there. Cupid didn’t know his … More The Man at the Flower Shop
I’m falling. The thought barely entered Sergeant Scrum’s mind as he tumbled, the world spinning round and round. Instead of pavement, he struck a much softer object, bouncing to the side. “Ow!” A man’s voice cried out. Sergeant Scrum extricated himself from the unfortunate who had broken his fall, and checked to make sure his … More Death and Pancakes
C. A. Harland 