A worthy cause – Friday Fictioneers horror
Its gossamer tentacles slowly, almost tenderly, sank toward the fascinated crowd, captivating with hypnotic eyes. In a siren’s voice it lulled them for a final kill. They always said its […]
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Thicker soup – Friday Fictioneers
Before she was taken, mother always whispered about another world where you could sit and watch daylight slowly waning. But she left – those that cannot deliver their quota disappear […]
My victory-insignia – for Friday Fictioneers
Warm sand meets my bare feet and tells of losses, of sorrows but now also hope. The sea might have taken all away, but writhen canopies murmur soft songs of […]
Up High Above – rondeau for Friday Fictioneers
up high above the lights shine through I wonder where my freedom flew in chthonic darkness of my cell if spring or fall I cannot tell my sooty misery below […]
Of egrets and blowflies – Friday Fictioneers
They had walked the smooth boardwalk so many times, hand in hand, feeling the smoothness of the humid air, losing themselves in the musty smell of the swamp and the […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 