Bridge of Broken Glass

Bridge of Broken Glass

Stories from my mind that won't be quiet

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    • An Uninvited Guest

      It was another sleepless night for Asam. His old aches and pains acted up more frequently whenever the seasons were transitioning and he took his current discomfort to mean that Spring was on its way. Whether he stayed in bed or not, he would be in pain, so he threw off the covers and climbed…

      September 10, 2021
      Short Story
      Awkward conversation, Burglar, Can't sleep, Good dog, Meeting new people
    • Trying to Remember

      “Okay, let’s see,” Phillip said aloud to himself while checking over his gear one last time. His tent, sleeping bag, and foam pad were all tied to the back of the pack. The side pockets had his first aid kit, tinderbox, snacks, and water bottles. The main pouch held his clothes, food, hatchet, and other…

      September 6, 2021
      Short Story
      Difficult memories, Fallen tree, Hike
    • Beneath the Stairs

      I can hear voices upstairs. That isn’t unusual, but I never seem to be able to understand them. I’m not sure if it’s because the sound is too muddled by the time it reaches me or if they’re speaking a language I don’t understand. They never speak when they’re down here with me. From what…

      September 3, 2021
      Short Story
      Eldritch, Friendly, Strange landlord
    • Collapse

      Music blared through the headphones, drowning out all other sounds. Regardless, as Kevin rocked back and forth in time to the music he knew there was noise all around him. He kept his eyes shut as well to block out every reminder of what was going on around him. Cold, damp air blew around, making…

      August 30, 2021
      Short Story
      Disaster, Drown out the noise, Search and res, Survivor
    • Battle for Cove City

      “Today marked the third day of the conflict between Whirlpool and Backspin,” the news reporter said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Neither Super seems willing to back down yet as they vie for dominance over Cove City.” Her voice was calm and even throughout the story as if this was a weather report, and in many…

      August 27, 2021
      Short Story
      Hidden power, Normal family, Supers
    • Dream Walking

      The smell of burning electrical systems came sharp and acidic and the air was full of smoke of various colors. The war had been waging for years and the final push had come at last. The Komtasi, who had started the war, believed they had been chosen to cleanse the world of all sentient life.…

      August 23, 2021
      Short Story
      Dream, Last stand, War, What is real
    • Dogs in the Mine Part 2

      Firelight crackled warmly in the mine and cast dancing shadows against the carved edges of the stone walls. Keiske couldn’t have been happier with what they’d found. “Not too shabby, eh?” Keiske asked, turning his cooking fork over the fire. Shun and Tsukasa both nodded their approval, all previous doubts now gone. The entrance was…

      August 20, 2021
      Dogs in the Mine
      Dogs, Ghost story, Mine, Survivor
    • Stillness Beneath the Boughs

      There was a plot of land sectioned off from the main cemetery on the northeast corner where people would sometimes bury their deceased pets. For years it had been a sort of pet cemetery. The city tried to fight it, to keep people from using that empty lot in that way but eventually they had…

      August 16, 2021
      Short Story
      Old memories, Pet cemetery
    • Dogs in the Mine Part 1

      “Tell me again, what happened?” Keiske still felt cold and shaky even as he lay in the warm hospital room, several heavy blankets draped over him. A nurse stood in the corner of the room. She was clearly trying to look inconspicuous but her crossed arms and nervous shifting back and forth made her hard…

      August 9, 2021
      Dogs in the Mine
      Dogs, Ghost story, Hiking, Last minute decision, Mining
    • When it Rains

      Rain was often an unwanted companion, as far as Rys was concerned, but tonight it was welcome. It was far better than the alternative. The rain had begun the night before. Rys wasn’t sure exactly what time it was now but it certainly was passed sunrise. The dim light breaking that made it through the…

      August 6, 2021
      Short Story
      Deeper shadows, Horror, Last one, Water mage
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