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Dan’s Spider

Ink Drawing of a Spider

Dan had no idea what would make anyone, let alone his colleague, proclaim their love for spiders of all things, but he never claimed to understand Summer. He closed his laptop and joined his colleague to go to the cafeteria. They sat down on opposite sides of the same table. “You love-” those two words shouldn’t be next to each other, “-spiders?”

“You don’t have to believe me,” she said petulantly.

Dan rummaged in his bag in search for his food. “Well good,” he said. He plopped his lunch box on the table. “Because I don’t.”

“Why not?”

That question didn’t deserve an answer. There was nothing lovable about spiders. Nothing. And he knew for a fact Summer was scared of them. He gave her a look.

Summer’s Spider

Ink drawing of a cellar spider

“I love them, really.”

Dan closed his laptop and stood up, joining Summer on the way to the cafeteria. They sat down on opposite sides of their usual table. “You love spiders,” he said, still with his stupid eyebrow raised.

“You don’t have to believe me.”

“Well good,” he said while digging into his bag for his lunch. “Because I don’t.”

Summer frowned. “Why not?”

Dan just gave her a look.

“Fine,” she said. She slumped in her chair exaggeratively. “Fuck, I’m so scared of them.”

Land’s Intelligence


Years ago, Emelia's friend told her he'd found something amazing by the river. Two days later his corpse was found floating downstream. The river has been off-limits to her since then, but now that she's an adult, her parents can't prevent her from exploring the place that's been haunting her for years.

Welwick’s Oracle

Ink drawing of a crystal ball

"Welcome to Welwick's Oracle... the ONLY show where the voice of the spirits is channelled directly... to YOU."
Summer has just moved into her grandfather's old farmhouse. Join her one lazy morning in front of the TV when she comes across a fortune teller and decides to stick around to watch.
She suspected nonsense and ridiculous predictions, what she got was... something else.

The Cloud Dwellers


While Grace and Emma meet each other in their dreams, someone else pays much closer attention to the clouds drifting high above.
'In the clouds, I see people. I see knights in armour, horses galloping and bucking, a battle. The swords clash against each other, but the sound doesn’t reach me. They’re too far above, but I can imagine.'

Toad Expanse and Dune Grass


She takes a moment to consider her surroundings. What had she called this place earlier? Toad Expanse? What does that even mean? Okay, whatever, it doesn’t matter.
Grace leans her chin on her knees. “I’m not sure exactly how it works.”
“Magic, I guess,” Emma says.
“Yeah.” Grace sighs and flops onto her back. She stares up at the empty blue sky.

Magic Trick


“What? No, real magic doesn’t— Are you pulling my leg?” Jimmy stared at his fellow magicians. None of them looked like they were joking. For a moment, they all just looked at each other, then their expressions morphed into horror as they realised he wasn’t joking either. “Are you saying all of you have been using real magic all this time?” Jimmy’s voice came out hoarse and quiet. Derek, someone he’d known for years and considered a close friend, laughed brokenly.

“You’re saying you haven’t?”



“We notified your father of our conditions an hour ago,” Cecelia said. The boy, Alexander Bertram, trembled under her stare. He would have been taller than her, if his broken leg didn’t force him onto his knees that is. “He called the cops.” The widening of his eyes was as entertaining as always. The tears filling them even better. She moved forward a little, knowing that with his eyes blurred by his tears her looming shape would be even more intimidating.


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