Fading into Jane – Friday Fictioneers.
Every morning Laura looked at herself in the mirror. She’d noticed the first gray hairs and the first bitter striations long ago. Her hazel eyes shrunk with every dream unfulfilled […]
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Printed matter matters – For Friday Fictioneers
They had told me that the truth was relative. That information had to be standardized, distributed, updated and controlled. They told me that staticness of printed words was causing all […]
The roads ahead
Gangrene and lost limbs were their price to fame, but they had done what none would do again. Maurice sighed, leaning back in the train sofa. He knew what was […]
For some the fall is longer – Friday Fictioneers
He thought himself above the rest, adorned in greenery, born a leader he made the other work. After a while he worked less, and spent his time discussing processes to […]
Two headed dogs – for Friday Fictioneers.
They claimed the altar contained the keys to talk to higher powers, they claimed supremacy and scribbled symbols on parchment. They demanded constant sacrifices for meager harvests in return. But […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 