None of us changes over time. We only become more fully what we are. Peddling his spindly pale legs like a demon possessed while his satin red cape assumed shape flowing in the wind behind, what ageless Count Orlak was was a fully-fledged vampire in a hurry. With only minutes before the dawn sunrise would open like a flower on the horizon, the tardy night crawler had been forced to commandeer a bicycle left propped against the wall of an-all night chemist shop in a bid to make haste back to the sanctity of his castle, which by his own frantic reckoning, was still at least a full kilometer away. Vampires occur everywhere but in busy cities no one notices. The count was used to going about his business unnoticed and so it felt like it’d only been a mere few hours since he’d popped out for a bite to…
Walking back from the evening market, I couldn’t but stop looking at the house. An old, lonely house surrounded by empty lands filled with…
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust! It is the eternal truth. You come and you go; it doesn’t matter how you come and how…
His ears throbbed loudly; his chest with a rhythm of its own. He was rushing for his car; it was right there, just ahead…
Marina’s stunning red high-heeled shoes clicked down the university hallway. She was heading for the office of her boyfriend, Professor Mike Kandinska. She wanted…
John C. Krieg is a retired landscape architect and land planner who formerly practiced in Arizona, California, and Nevada. He is also retired as…
Litigation was the soul mate of Mr. Ramesh Chandra. Bold letters were embossed on the nameplate when you stood in front of his office…
I harbor no allusions as to what it would be like without the police, because like attorneys, like them or not, there will come…
Haven’t we met before? he had asked me. We hadn’t. But it did make me pause awhile. He seemed familiar. He possibly reminded me…