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The Disco at the Heart of Dusk, Chapter Three
Then the girls really were hurrying, hand-in-hand with piteous screams. Their pursuers weren’t stupid, and knew about the oilseed, though some among them boasted a means of long-range capture as Gachna did. The ambitious knew what value there was in currying favour with that one, and the thought of restoring to him one of his truants held appeal. Most of the so-called big boys however were motivated merely by cruel enjoyment, and sought no reward more tangible than the pleasure of frightening an innocent victim.
By Doc Sherwoodabout 16 hours ago in Chapters
The Disco at the Heart of Dusk, Chapter Two
“I’ve been to a hundred and two discos,” Sheila announced as she and Miss Ugly strode down the plaza that evening. “Or it might even be a hundred and three, because I stopped counting at ninety-seven but I know it’s somewhere in that region. So, you just stick close, Miss Ugly. I can’t guarantee this one’s going to be any better or worse than the other discos I’ve been to.”
By Doc Sherwoodabout 16 hours ago in Chapters
Et in Arcadia Alter Egos, Chapter Two
The friends soon found Calvin again, this time participating in an animated sequence which the Earthlings among them deduced was attached to an historical of sorts. Computerized Calvin, still in shorts and singlet, acquired a silver suit of armour which sprang up to cover these. Then he strode out for a gruesome world of perpetual night to do battle with goblins and ghouls and –
By Doc Sherwood3 days ago in Chapters
The Jungle Ride, Chapter Three
Girl-formed no longer but wearing the furious yellow fuzz of a fighting-mad duckling, Miss Ugly flew at the brute, testing his gilded helm with the broadsword she bore in her stubby wingtip. Gachna staggered, his concentration broken so that Maureen’s chains fell slack and she gratefully exhaled, but nor was he slow to parry with his gauntlets Miss Ugly’s sounding ivory blade. Then in a dreadful metallic cacophony new links of lead burst afresh from the shadows, striking like snakes at the warlike waterfowl even as she drove down her frenzied thrusts and passes.
By Doc Sherwood11 days ago in Chapters
The Jungle Ride, Chapter One
“Hey, look! The jungle ride!” sang out Maureen. They’d just rounded the dodgems in the funfair’s roofed-under section, and it came as some surprise to Maureen’s seniors that she should have opted not for these. Her choice by comparison looked the sort of thing she’d have immediately dismissed as kids’ stuff.
By Doc Sherwood11 days ago in Chapters
Summer Romances, Chapter Three
By the time the camp was drawing into sight, Juniper could tell it was already as she’d feared. Flashsatsumas was entitled to his privacy, and in an ideal world she’d have done nothing but respect it. The problem was that right now they weren’t in any world, but rather somewhere they could only safely stay by maintaining a precarious balance of which Flashsatsumas’s powers were part. That wasn’t a mix into which you wanted to introduce desire. The tiny taster of the same which had come Mini-Flash Juniper’s way that morning had been reminder enough that all other powers bowed before it, those of rationality and self-restraint first. From the looks of things, Flashsatsumas hadn’t stopped there.
By Doc Sherwood12 days ago in Chapters
Summer Romances, Chapter Two
Mini-Flash Juniper and Pat had wandered down to the surfline, beyond which the dark sea rolled its mysteries. One such for the former was that she’d suddenly thought of an old classmate, for no reason she could determine. It was enough to wonder why Mini-Flash Piloshiki of all people should have sprung to mind thus, but if she’d been here for real, Mini-Flash Juniper would have known. That was how it worked for the Special Program. Besides, it would have been news to Juniper if any of her party besides herself was even acquainted with the Mini-Flash in question, so putting it down to the unsettled nature of her thoughts she smiled at Pat, who seemed to have noted her momentarily absent look.
By Doc Sherwood12 days ago in Chapters
Summer Romances, Chapter One
Pat hit the brakes and Mini-Flash Juniper disembarked, in perhaps a little more of a flurry than was typical for her. This she quickly put down to never having clambered from the pillion of a supercharged quad-bike before. Behind her the tyres had etched the course of her breathless ride in a die-straight double-line stretching back to its vanishing-point, and Juniper as she composed herself felt the engine’s reverberations still sounding from the wide lonely landscape. There was damp sand under the toecaps of her school shoes, and white clouds raced above the sea.
By Doc Sherwood12 days ago in Chapters
