Something’s odd with time these days

Something’s odd with time these days. I can barely follow its changing rhythm: it crawls forward, hesitates, and then swooshes on at a maddening speed. It tosses and wriggles, and it wants me off its back. I panic. What if one day I wake up, and the time has skittered ahead, leaving me in the … Read more

Uncharted waters of the apocalypse

Here we are, steering slowly into the uncharted waters of the apocalypse. Nothing moves; even the waves are hushed, unnerving: they roll coyly one over another, concealing the horror in the deep. And we wait. Our lives are doomed, for the horror is a marine beast, pitiless like the legendary Kraken, vile like the mightiest … Read more