L.C. Schäfer

Joined May 2020

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Interview Room One
"What d'you think, Sarge?" He checks his watch. "Let him stew a bit longer." I look into Interview Room 1 at Xel'thkar tapping his long, spindly fingers on the table. They're a little bulbous at the ends. He doesn't look like he's stewing, but it's hard to tell.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Extra D. Content Warning.
She scrutinises herself in the mirror. Has she done well enough smoothing away her flaws? The thought of what this evening promises warms her from her scalp to the deepest, most secret part of her belly. It drowns any guilt she feels about Martin, who thinks she's going to a movie night with her girlfriends.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
My Heavy Heart. Content Warning.
This morning I took my heart out, and left it on my night stand. Deep red, firm, vital. It was too heavy, see. I thought I'd go a day without it. One day.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Rewind Tree
It started when I was drinking coffee in my dressing gown one morning. I liked to drink it standing at the bay window and watching the early morning world go by. People watching gives me fodder for my stories.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
My Usual: The Snow Micro Challenge
First up: My Musings My main hope, as always, is that the entries that place hit the brief. Microfiction is hard. I'm doing it every day, and I still think that several of those efforts probably don't hold up to a strict definition of microfiction. I think they do (of course, that's why I posted them), but I am biased aren't I? I'm too close. I'm probably wrong at least some of the time. I might be wrong about some of my challenge entries as well.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Writers
Panthera Uncia
If the man could see her, standing on the rock in dusk's fading light, he'd have been awestruck by her beauty. How thick and soft her coat, how gorgeous its markings. He'd have wanted to sink his hands into it, gaze into her golden eyes, brush a thumb over her velvet grey muzzle.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Cragfast
They say the mountain can send you loopy. The air is thinner, the terrain is uncertain. It does something to your head. The trouble is there is a certainty lurking between rocks and down drops, and it dogs your every step.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Doctor Vellichor's Medicine
He looked worn, his face thinner, his hair longer. Collar undone, shirt sleeves rolled up, his waistcoat laid over the back of a chair. The wolfhound puppy at his feet chewed on his battered shoes.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Snow Golem
It's not the sun rising that awakens me, that crystal glint of honeyed gold on thick snow. Not his excited shouts, or crunching footsteps. Nor the chill, no, never that.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
These Green Eyes Don't Cry. Content Warning.
If you're reading this, I need you to help me. They've shut me in here and I can't get out. I've got to get out. I have to find him. I love him. And he loves me. I think. His friends love me, too. I think. They all did. A few times.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Revenge of the Snowman. Content Warning.
Blood everywhere. Man, woman, boy: all dead. The creature towered over bodies of the parents, she in her hairnet and face cream, he in his stripy pyjamas. The boy lay alone and broken in the next room.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Little Robot. Top Story - February 2024.
Once upon a time, there was a little robot. He was built by some clever people on a blue and white planet you know as Earth.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction