Blindfolded
“We knew nothing”, Stan exclaimed, polishing the chrome. “You mean you never listened to anything but Fox”, Em sighed. “To fake news and Chinese propaganda, you mean?” “And 99% percent […]
Category Archives: Friday Fictioneers
No gills
Down below it’s never silent, but I cannot hear them singing. The clear surface is a barrier for mockery Bullies don’t have gills. But neither have I… with aching lungs […]
Still it’s family
Sinjar still the same, the road as dusty as before, even the reek of wormwood as nauseating, but when Nisreen approached their house she knew that everything had changed. It’s […]
Royal decisions
Queen Christa Corona had slept badly. Cold air had seeped under the blankets and not even first dog Cassandra had provided warmth enough for good dreams; even morning snow seemed […]
Sealed destiny
The ancient sailor sat by the shore staring at nothing with cataract eyes. “Sea will come to swallow us soon”, he muttered “It’s spring tide already, uncle?” He chuckled lighting […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 