One Sheep, Two Sheep
“We are not sheep!” they cried and threw their hair back into the wind. Barefoot, they stomped on the ground …
Category Archives: Fiction
A Meeting with the Chair
“It is plain,” he said, “that you’re groping in the dark. You really have no idea what you’re doing.” “That’s …
The Companion
He tumbled down the hill into the snowbank below. Foot over head over foot he went, trying to get the …
