The Last Kiln
The kiln had been cooling since the power died at sunset; I checked the pyrometer and it read one thousand two hundred and forty degrees…
Route of Stone
40s forty-something writer who prefers grown-up leads based in Texas. Most of my posts live in Mature. I have a soft spot for reunion, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. Always happy to hear from readers who enjoy a real plot alongside the heat. 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 Route of Stone
Eclipse at the Overlook
I locked the register at six and looked at the clock.
The Wager at Dunemouth
The tourists left Dunemouth in the middle of October, and by the first week of November the town had gone quiet in a way that took some…
The Cleanup Job
I'm Brianna Bradford, forty-five years old, and I've been a firefighter for nineteen years.
The Mail Room After Dark
My name is Trixie Decker, I'm forty-seven years old, and I've been running the basement mail room of the Fairmont Building for fifteen…