The Leipzig Suit
I turned thirty-three on a Tuesday, and I spent the afternoon of my birthday lost in Leipzig on purpose.
The Fern Porch
Writing from UK, usually late at night with mezcal mule when out with friends. I mostly write in Fetish, especially stories built around the stranger on the road and people who work as flights or similar real-world trades. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. 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 The Fern Porch
Boots Off at Midnight
The shift had been garbage from the third hour on.
The Navigator's Hands
I had been in Victorville about three hours when my phone buzzed in my motel room.