Chrysopelaiea by Angela Paine

Chrysopeleia was a fragile creature, delicate and shy, her leafy, diaphanous clothing of ochre, russet, gold, and fiery red, draped over her slender frame, leaving her arms and legs bare. Graceful and wild, beautiful and eternally young, she was inextricably linked with her oak tree. She sat by the water’s edge, under its leafy branches,… Read more Chrysopelaiea

Red Did It

Red Did It by Wm. Brett Hill

She could smell him, lupine musk marking every branch, every leaf, every inch of the ground.  It turned her stomach, made her want to destroy him even more if only to bring back the petrichor of yesteryear, before his hunt destroyed the peace. The overladen basket pulled down on her arm as if to ground… Read more Red Did It

I’m Not a Mouse and She’s Not a Cat

I'm Not a Mouse and She's Not a Cat by Helen Harjak

She gets me banned. They suspend my account. It’s embarrassing to admit, but I have one of those who-am-I-without-my-followers breakdowns. I’ve spent so long building my brand. Seeing it all disappear hurts unlike anything that has ever hurt before. I pass a few days just staring at the eggshell-coloured walls of my flat. They’re mostly… Read more I’m Not a Mouse and She’s Not a Cat


Corbo by Bill Cox

It is a fact, little known in the human world, that every one of Scotland’s thirty thousand lochs has its own monster. Most people will have heard of Nessie, the creature that inhabits Loch Ness. Some few may also have heard of Morag, the beast infrequently seen on Loch Morar, or Lizzie, who patrols the… Read more Corbo