She heard their voices. They sang, like a faraway chorus, carried by the breeze. Teetering at the edge of her mind, they whispered of needs, and dreams, and desires. These were not the voices she wanted.
Karen closed the book, and sighed.
"Is that it?"
"That's it," answered Uncle Karl.
"I don't know, it just seems... it's not finished."
Uncle Karl picked up the...
In the previous episode of Karen Zipslicer's adventures in Lundern, Karen woke to find herself strapped to a hospital bed. She escaped with Whiteley's...
In the last episode of Karen Zipslicer's adventures, Karen witnessed the riot in Farrago Square, and ran away. But where did she go...?
Karen pushed...
Last time, we left Karen stuck in Farrago Square, listening to Marianne Hardbun's speech...
The crowd applauded and hollered and stamped their hooves enthusiastically. Marianne...
This website showcases content created by Eric Priezkalns, who also uses the pen name Ray Blank when writing science fiction. It includes stories, essays, poems, short films and audio recordings.
