Our morale always win – for Friday Fictioneers
We always feel protected from the grey beyond, from wisps of mist that eat at flesh, from curiosity of greener grass. It’s all a lie – you tell us so. […]
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Towards the slaughterhouse we went
We never hesitate, we follow you. We forge ahead until we’re dead. We never walked the narrow roads. With joyful smiles and speedily Towards the slaughterhouse we went. We are […]
When shopping sprees go wrong
La Jolla, May 7, 2014 A major breakthrough in the mystery of the apparent mass suicide among whales seem to have a plausible explanation. Dr Pungent Beach found the reason […]
A modern dynasty – Friday Fictioneers
To twinkling candle-light and sound of waves. A breeze that gently touched their naked skin. They had been young, they had been free. When love was all that mattered, and […]
Their last unwritten verse – For Friday Fictioneers
The tension in the room became palpable as the lights were dimmed and the guitarists started to pluck their guitars. Even before Amália started to sing, tears rolled down Maria’s […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 