Tag Archives: Short Stories

Love Insurance

Love Insurance A somber figure entered the room.  The salesman sat down at the desk, opposite a distracted-looking man and an eager young woman.  He jogged the papers in his hand and looked over them at the couple before him.  … Continue reading

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Atesti la Estonto

It’s been a while since I’ve practiced my Esperanto, and since I had a new piece of microfiction to translate, I thought it would be a good and simple bit of practice to translate it into Esperanto.  I’m still learning, … Continue reading

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Witness the Future

This was originally planned as a longer story, but the more I thought about it, the more I liked it better as short as possible.  I could probably cut it down to a single, if run-on, sentence if I had … Continue reading

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I’m Glad I’m Here With You

I ran into the living room, out of breath.  Olivia was watching the news, hunched forward on the couch, her hand to her mouth. “Let’s go to the beach!” “Now?” she asked. “Why not?” I asked.  “What are we going … Continue reading

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The Afterlife

The drums echoed through the night, their steady rhythm muffled, but not silenced, by the ancient woods.  The moon shone brilliantly, illuminating the small clearing.  The knife rose.  The knife fell, plunging through the cock’s ribs, into it heart, quickly … Continue reading

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Ĉielo aŭ Infero?

I’ve been working on my Esperanto at Duolingo lately, so I thought a useful project to help would be to translate my short stories into Esperanto.  It forces me to work on my vocabulary and grammar, and it’s always a … Continue reading

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The Dead Hand

The Dead Hand It is difficult to keep the spectre of death at the front of one’s mind.  Eventually, a human being can adapt to anything.  Your first few weeks working at a nuclear launch facility, the dread of having … Continue reading

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