Short Stories
- The Garden Beneath the Invisible CloudLord Edmund Aston
Living things sometimes sense danger before our forms know how to name it. A story by Lord Edmund Aston — English version.
- Le jardin sous le nuage invisibleLord Edmund Aston
Le vivant devine parfois le danger avant que nos formulaires ne sachent le nommer. Un récit de Lord Edmund Aston — version française.
- The Eggs She BurnedLord Edmund Aston
What the eye saves sometimes begins with what the hand consents to lose. A story by Lord Edmund Aston — English version.
- Les œufs qu’elle fit brûlerLord Edmund Aston
Ce que l’œil sauve commence parfois par ce que la main consent à perdre. Un récit de Lord Edmund Aston — version française.
- At Muzzle HeightLord Edmund Aston
There are days when the air becomes visible in the breath of those who live lower down. A story by Lord Edmund Aston — English version.
- À hauteur de mufleLord Edmund Aston
Il est des jours où l’air devient visible dans le souffle de ceux qui vivent plus bas. Un récit de Lord Edmund Aston — version française.
- Behind the Cold DoorLord Edmund Aston
There are times when a door protects the future whilst the present searches for a fissure. A story by Lord Edmund Aston — English version.
- Derrière la porte froideLord Edmund Aston
Il arrive qu’une porte protège l’avenir tandis que le présent cherche une fente. Un récit de Lord Edmund Aston — version française.
- Black Beneath the RainLord Edmund Aston
Beneath the rain, some things blacken before they appear lost. Discover a story by Lord Edmund Aston — English version.
- Noir sous la pluieLord Edmund Aston
Sous la pluie, certaines choses noircissent avant de paraître perdues. Un récit de Lord Edmund Aston à découvrir en version française.
- Σπαράγματα ατάκτως ειρημέναΒάσια Καλούδη
Κάποιες ιστορίες δεν γράφονται για να ολοκληρωθούν. Γράφονται για να μη χαθούν.
- La Cupola del SilenzioUn osservatorio isolato. Otto scienziati. Una tempesta che li intrappola. E un assassino tra loro.DANIELE TETI
Un classico giallo della camera chiusa ambientato tra le vette delle Dolomiti, per gli amanti di Agatha Christie, dei thriller psicologici e delle atmosfere claustrofobiche.
- Coimbatore CrowsChinmoy Mukherjee
They flew to Australia chasing opportunity. Instead, they built a cage for their own people — and called it business. When the community fights back, the Coimbatore Crows learn that some nests are built on sand.
CHADFirst, Matt hasn't actually doneanything wrong, and even if he had,I forgive him just as Jesus would.I think to myself: "What wouldJesus do?". Jesus died for us. It'sthe least I can do for Matt.LUKEYou can't be serious! AsChristians, we need to condemnwickedness and not justify oraccept it as valid in our society.CHADWhen did I accept or justifywickedness? I only remain a friendto Matt the same way I always was.So go ahead and kill me. Take mymoney, my car, and my house, andreplace me on the soccer team. Iquit.
The twist is based on a real experience.
