Eloise Robertson
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I pull my ideas randomly out of thin air and they materialise on a page. Some may call me a magician.
Stories (108)
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The Selection: Communion with the Mother
The tension pressing down on the teenagers in the room was palpable. They swallowed nervously against the maroon striped ties at their throats, some hid their clammy hands deep into their lint-filled pockets, and some recited a calming incantation to keep their emotions in check.
By Eloise Robertson 4 years ago in Fiction
Billions of Destructive Moments
Do you ever find yourself driving down a highway, with trees speeding past in your peripheral vision, when suddenly an insidious question spears straight through to the front of your consciousness: what if I just turn my wheel and drive into the tree?
By Eloise Robertson 4 years ago in Fiction
An Arctic Curse
I promised my wife that it would be my last voyage, but I said that intending to come home. It was a foreboding thing to say. I wonder if she now resents me for those words. Those simple things strung into a sentence are like a curse hanging over us. Well, hanging over me.
By Eloise Robertson 4 years ago in Fiction
The Bird House
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window," Jonathan's voice hissed from the darkness while he told tales of horror passed on from his older brother. Three months ago he told that story, and it still sticks with me today.
By Eloise Robertson 4 years ago in Fiction
Day of the Dragon: The Winemaker's Casket
A piece of a five-part non-chronological series centred around the day of the dragon. __________________ The last person who heard his voice calling for help disappeared a while ago. Henri doesn't understand what happened to the man. Maybe he died trying to move the rubble from the cellar door to free him. Maybe his body is just another weight atop the door.
By Eloise Robertson 4 years ago in Fiction
Day of the Dragon: A Stonemason’s Revenge
A piece of a five-part non-chronological series centred around the day of the dragon. __________________ The sound of wildlife flitting about the forest occupies Meryck’s senses. A short distance away from the main camp, the elderly man rests on a fallen tree trunk. The break offers his sore feet some respite from the long march toward the city of Gallina.
By Eloise Robertson 4 years ago in Fiction
Day of the Dragon: Insidious Negotiations
A piece of a five-part non-chronological series centred around the day of the dragon. __________________ From an outsider’s eye, it seems the city of Gallina is very well managed. Impervious to attacks over the last forty-one years, Gallina has flourished! Nobody doubts safety. People are privileged to focus on the arts; architects raise the city to grander heights, artists boost the city’s culture, and children fill educational amphitheatres.
By Eloise Robertson 4 years ago in Fiction
Day of the Dragon: The Lasting Sunset
A piece of a five-part non-chronological series centred around the day of the dragon. __________________ The crop is looking fine this year, a pleasant sight for Felissa as she walks through the fields of wheat and barley. The crop heads are golden and plump, weighing down the long stalks that hold the heads aloft. Harvest is quickly approaching. Perhaps only two weeks from now Felissa will be in the fields with her father from dawn till dusk, sweltering through the hot days and listening to her father straining against his sore back.
By Eloise Robertson 4 years ago in Fiction
