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 […]
Category Archives: Friday Fictioneers
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 […]
Pedro’s addiction – For Friday Fictioneers
Pedro was just born in the body of a man. At his father’s wish he labored at the farm. He hated growing muscles, He hated bristles on his chin. He […]
Mathilda’s flight – for Friday Fictioneers.
When Mathilda closed her eyes she still saw the muzzles of Kalashnikovs, held by trigger happy boys drugged to do the wet jobs for ruthless war-lords. Her soul bore the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 