Tide and Time
The meeting hall of the Saltside Clock Tower filled up the way it always did before a vote, which was to say slowly and with a lot of…
Glass Ritual
Longtime reader from Navrongo, Ghana, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is casual and chatty. I mostly write in Sci-Fi & Fantasy, especially stories built around the morning after and people who work as rangers or similar real-world trades. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Glass Ritual
The Eclipse Shift
Ella was thirty-four years old and she had been divorced for two years, and she had learned that the best way to get through the weeks was…
The Lawyer and the Pilot
Samson Wilkinson boarded the Hauler on a Tuesday, if you could call any day a Tuesday out past Mars.
The Dawn Rep
Olwen woke with the sun striping the bed in yellow bars and no spell left in her skin.
Spite Date Zero
Lyla Metcalf was forty-two years old and she had been drinking bad coffee out of the same dented thermos lid for eleven years, and she…