She looked young, with long dark hair and uncovered breasts, and loops of what looked like blue and green silk floating around her without actually clothing her. She was suspended within the water perfectly, like a fish, neither fighting her weight nor her buoyancy, and she smiled at Emelie like she had a secret she was dying to share. She spread her arms, long and pale, glittering with strange jewelry, and make a beckoning gesture. Emelie could not see her legs.
by Daifuku Hoyako (惰猪腹 ほや子) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/95711.html) “I’ve changed my mind,” Mari said while she tried to negotiate the curving on-ramp at seventy. Her shoulder angel, who had sounded like Bridget for the past forty years, told her to slow down before she killed someone and stomped on its imaginary passenger brake. Her shoulder devil […]
by Kagamino Kage (鏡乃 影) illustrated by quaedam (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/95863.html) The song-weaver sang to fill up the darkness of the Chasm. She sang the old tales of the twilight twins of bygone age, of how they had devoured the sun to blackened stump; how then, mad with the fire inside them, they had fallen upon one […]
by Tougyo (闘魚) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/96433.html) All Florence wanted was a sandwich. Groceries in hand, ready to settle in for a long period of boxing up some things and unboxing others, she was ready to begin her efforts with delicious, delicious food. Maybe it was in her head–the kitchen had always been the starting place, the […]
by Tsukizubon Saruko (月図凡然る子) illustrated by by Sakana Sara (魚 サラ) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/96796.html) They found Lily’s body on September 8th, late in the morning. It was a Monday, and Mrs. Packard had to open the copy shop where she worked, much earlier than Lily was supposed to go to school; but she got a phone […]
by shukyou (主教) illustrated by catatonic_cats (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/97252.html) Motel rooms always put the light switches in different places, so she groped about for nearly half a minute before her fingers found the switch and flipped it to on. Above the sink, a fluorescent bar flickered into existence, reflecting off the lime green linoleum and casting […]
by Nijiiro Sumi (虹色 墨) illustrated by serenity_winner (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/97484.html) “Every book I’ve ever written ends with someone dying; every one. Really nice people too. I wrote a book about the school teacher. I killed her the day before summer vacation. How cruel is that? And a civil engineer, Edward, the one I trapped with a […]