by Jim Stitzel | Jul 20, 2024 | Stories
It was a technical glitch. The universe wasn’t supposed to temporarily wink out of existence like that. We apologize for the oversight. The error was completely ours. The hotfix we pushed out that led to the glitch was intended to bypass the Wormhole Highway...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 19, 2024 | Stories
This entry is part 13 of 13 in the series Market of the MacabreThe city streets shimmered in the sun. An old man, draped in a dark cloak, marched along one of those streets. His head was hooded, obscuring most of his face. But that was alright. Most who visited the...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 18, 2024 | Stories
The globe he found himself standing on was small. Very small. Like, he could walk all the way around it in just 20-30 minutes. So, a couple of miles in circumference? He wasn’t 100% sure how he got to this globe, though he knew with keen certainty that it was...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 17, 2024 | Stories
“I object,” Jasper said morosely. “To what?” the fairy mother replied. Her expression and tone of voice both bespoke surprise. “You’re about to cross the long bridge to Haven. What’s to object to?” Jasper shook his head,...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 16, 2024 | Stories
He needed his sense of humour. So of course that was the very thing they surgically removed from him. He could see it there, in a jar, on the shelf, pulsing quietly. He didn’t know why they had removed it, but he was really in no position to ask questions, strapped as...
