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January 27, 2026
General Stories J.P. Young

Bittersweet Christmastide In A Winter Wonderland

“Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.” ― Percy Bysshe Shelley “It”s always sumtin”, ain”t it?” – Rico Long ago and far away…Things were like the good old days…and as Rico said, Ray lived for the good olddays…As his wife Katrina was working late at…
January 27, 2026
Fantasy Stories Fayaway & Hermester Barrington

Three Days' Flight to Mitrúvishar

Wednesday, November 20th, 2024 From: John Parchment <dragonwriter@mitruvishar.com> To: Emmett Zuntz <ezuntz@majicorpmedia.com> Dear Mr. Zuntz, thou ASCII Mephistopheles, I hereby tender my resignation to Majicorp Media. When I left my secure-but-boring…
January 26, 2026
Mystery Stories John A. Tures

I Know What You Did On This Date

“I know what you did on this date.”Tom Duvall stared at the note for the third time, observing its fancy script and blue ink,written in cursive. Below the words were numbers, looking just as fancy: 2/15/25.He licked his lips, body fidgeting in the highbacked…
January 26, 2026
Flash Fiction Matias Travieso-Diaz

Maximus Unbound

Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed -but it returneth. Percy Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound Maximus was a prime specimen of male blue morpho menelaus butterfly. He was…
January 12, 2026
Fantasy Stories Garry Harman

Podmate

Looking out from under cover, the hungry creature’s sensors twitched nervously as it searched for danger. It was dark and that was good. How long it would stay dark was a mystery. Often, the bright light came slowly, soothingly. Sometimes it came suddenly and…
January 12, 2026
Poetry Markus J

Aussie Animals

kevy the big red male kangaroo impressed the girls with a manly woo out to set hearts on fire wore his best bushie attire as he blew on his didgeridoo wally the hairy nosed wombat was very hairy, round and fat waddled when he walked loudly screeched when he…
January 12, 2026
General Stories Lesley Brown

Temple De La Sibylle

Rebecca was smoking a cigarette at a brasserie in the 17th arrondissement of Paris. She had always dreamt of moving to Paris, but she shared her dogs with her ex-wife, Hae Jung, back in New York and couldn't bear to part with them. She resigned herself to the…
January 12, 2026
Crime Stories Tom Kropp

Robbers And Rapists Ruffians

Bruno's story starts out in 1773 on a London dead end street when Brita stomped on his feet. There was no warning as she dashed past the alley and crashed into Bruno. The breath was buffeted from her body and her head clipped his chin. Bruno was bounced back…
January 10, 2026
Fantasy Stories Garry Harman

Alien Speaker

The Speaker loitered outside the Speaking Nest, floating effortlessly in the thick atmosphere. Small webbings keeping him stable, eyes constantly goggling for food or danger. He took a glance to inspect his armor. In good condition, gleaming and delightful to…
January 10, 2026
General Stories Tom Kropp

Greg’s Grievous Grudge

The man who used the fake identity of JB Strand sat in his little hotel room alone, smoking crack and drinking. His early years haunted him. His mom had been a junkie prostitute that left a map work of scars across his back from cigarette cherries and…
January 10, 2026
Fantasy Stories Garry Harman

Grey Leader

“Blue Leader to Grey Leader. You there, Pappy?” “Roger, Blue Leader. Can’t you see me?” It was getting dark. Grey Leader was happy to be difficult to spot. Being seen could be fatal. Blue Leader and his flight were cruising in close formation, but not too…
January 10, 2026
Flash Fiction Tom Kropp

School Shooter Stopped

"Scot! You have to get to the tech school now! There's a shooter waiting outside right now! He's waiting for the period to end and ambush students! He's got an Uzi machine pistol and another pistol!" Sharon informed Scot. "Name and location?" Scot inquired…

Whizbang the magnificent, he had added 'the magnificent' himself, had finally done it. After years of searching and studying he had discovered a spell that would transform him into the most powerful wizard that ever existed.

Now Whizbang was not, at present, a great wizard. He had some control over weather, and he was quite adept at handling lightning, but he dreamed of being WHIZBANG THE ALL-POWERFUL! He already had business cards printed, with bold lettering.

Yet it seemed, after years of searching through dusty old tomes, he had done it. It was surprisingly simple; the spell, found under the listing of 'Spell to become all-powerful', consisted of only three magic words and a lot of energy. The energy Whizbang could provide by using lightning. The three magic words he had committed to memory, 'flauff' which would force the energy to obey Whizbang, 'eebun', which would transform Whizbang’s mortal body into an all-powerful form, and finally 'nee', which would bind the spell forever. Whizbang was careful with the magic words; it would be dangerous to use them too soon.

One day, and not a day too soon, Whizbang felt he was ready. He stepped outside his humble cottage and called the storm. The skies darkened, black clouds rolling in to cover the sun. The wind began to swirl, thunder began booming loudly enough to nearly deafen Whizbang. Lightning flashed from cloud to cloud, but Whizbang held the lightning at bay until such time as he would need it.

He confidently stepped into a carefully drawn pentagram on the ground and waited for the lightning to build a bit longer. Rain began to fall sideways blown by the swirling vortex of wind. The sky was as dark as midnight, lit sporadically by the ever brighter flashes of lighting.

Whizbang raised his hand to the sky and called the first magic word....."FLAUFF!" The rain ceased immediately. Whizbang grinned and called the second magic word....."EEBUN!" The wind stopped as though it had hit a wall. Whizbang now called down the lightning. As the powerful bolt hit his hand, he called the last magic word to seal the spell....."NEE!"

Whizbang was illuminated by the bright bolt of lightning and he could feel the transformation beginning. Again Whizbang called the three powerful words....."FLAUFF!  EEBUN!  NEE!"

The flash from the lightning was seen from three kingdoms away. The clouds rolled swiftly away and a beam of sunlight illuminated the pentagram.

There, sitting in the center of the pentagram, was a small, pink, fluffy bunny.

The bunny twitched its nose twice and then spoke in Whizbang's voice......."Damn!"

Some wizards have a very twisted sense of humor.

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I have been writing in one form or another for over 40 years. I grew up in a small town with few distractions for teenagers and I turned to reading and then writing. I write mostly poetry and short fiction.

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