Tag: World: Magic Beholden
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Letters from Ganymede: Monday 24th July, 1876

Gothic horror. Serial. Ganymede Cavendish, a recent graduate from the Royal Academy of Arts, catches the eye of an anonymous benefactor. Previous Chapter Directory of Chapters Next Chapter Monday 24th July, 1876 Dear Mr Smith, I fear you will think me a terrible slut, sir, but I have spent the whole of the day in bed.…
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Letters from Ganymede: Tuesday 18th July, 1876

Gothic horror. Serial. Ganymede Cavendish, a recent graduate from the Royal Academy of Arts, catches the eye of an anonymous benefactor. Previous Chapter Directory of Chapters Next Chapter Tuesday 18th July, 1876 Dear Mr Smith, I do not recall asking for a bath to be run for me, you know. I think I must have murmured…
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The Collection

100-word fiction prompt: a collection. Photo by Kyle William on Pexel. Edmund Horvasse’s office was beautifully appointed, and ordinarily, under the fine evening sun streaming through the window, Velma might have appreciated the antiques that furnished his office, but not today. She stared instead at the glass case mounted on the wall over his desk. The…
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Letters From Ganymede: Friday 14th July, 1876

Gothic horror. Serial. Ganymede Cavendish, a recent graduate from the Royal Academy of Arts, catches the eye of an anonymous benefactor. Previous Chapter Directory of Chapters Next Chapter Friday 14th July, 1876 Dear Mr Smith, What a house this is. I feel you shall become swiftly bored of me indeed if every letter I send you…
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Letters from Ganymede: Tuesday 11th July, 1876

Gothic horror. Serial. Ganymede Cavendish, a recent graduate from the Royal Academy of Arts, catches the eye of an anonymous benefactor. Mr Smith will offer Mr Cavendish food and board, all the artistic supplies he might require, and space with which to work: they shall never meet, and Mr Cavendish will never know Mr Smith’s…
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The Lighthouse

Johannes Evans © 2019 Routine was the most important thing. He’d maintained the lighthouse for years upon years now, and had grown comfortable in his habits. It made things easier, simpler. The lighthouse was his life. Mornings were simple. Before breakfast he would check the lighthouse, turn off the bulb as the morning sun grew brighter.…