Every day, she saw them out of the corner of her eye. A person, crowned, in robes of sweeping gold. Sitting in the empty chair in her office, leaning in…
Another microfiction for Mastodon, with thanks to my Ko-Fi supporters. — ‘OOOO!’ said the ghost. The girl poked at the fire. ‘I’m not in the mood for ghost stories, thanks.’…
‘I think … I think maybe I’m in love with a ghost,’ he told his sister one morning. They’d met at a café for breakfast, as they often did. His…
She saw on TV that ghosts made things cold, and she’d always had chilly feet at night. So she found a stone with a hole through the middle and she…