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Category Archives: Stories
A collection of short fiction by LLyn De Danaan
Shireland
SHIRELAND How all that is solid melts and things fall apart And How one small person can make a difference ByLlyn De Danaan2024 “Beware, all too often we say what we hear others say. We think what we are told … Continue reading →
All the Dogs Died and the People Got Old
All the Dogs Died and the People Got Old LLyn De Danaan June 2017 The Ash tree had never looked so grand. It was a burning bush of red-orange, a color that glowed, seemingly from an inner source though it … Continue reading →
POWER: second draft August 17, 2015
POWER LLyn De Danaan August 17, 2015 About 5600 Words They are foxed and grimy, so much so that they stick to my hands. Their creases and bent corners make them nearly impossible to shuffle. I manage. With my eyes … Continue reading →
Daemon: First Complete Draft
Daemon June 21, 2015 Short Fiction LLyn De Danaan About 6884 words You must visit the beach at dawn, at the moment when the sun is rising over the horizon east of the city. First look … Continue reading →
The Journey
Journey: First complete draft LLyn De Danaan About 4100 words May 31, 2015 It had become a test of my spiritual strength to sleep through the night. It required fortitude just to close my eyes. Each night, during my light … Continue reading →
Participation Mystique: Number Six
Malaysian Spirit Log Number Two: Paraanthropology in the Raw Our house was on a hill just above the government’s district office. There was the constabulary. It counted few in its number and had little to do until, of course, the … Continue reading →
Participation Mystique Number 3: Abductions
Participation Mystique: Number Three Tales of Abduction: Number I “And they descended upon earth to increase their ranks…..” Borgman “The Nephilim were in the earth in those days, and also after that, when the sons of God came in … Continue reading →
Participation Mystique: Number Two
Malaysian Spirit Log/Para-anthropology in the Raw We have pulled off to the side of a sticky, rutted road cut by Public Works Department through a patch of jungle, the beginning of the unfinished highway between Sirian and Simmangang. No. Unfinished is not the … Continue reading →
Babur’s Wonderful Journey 2009
Babur’s Wonderful Journey by LLyn De Danaan @2009 March 19, 2009 at 8:43pm Preface: I am Babur. I am a Belgian Malinois dog. We are strong and confident dogs. Belgian like Hercule Poirot, and clever as he. We Malinois become … Continue reading →
Phosphoresence
Phosphorescence* by LLyn De Danaan “draft” It’s a dark night. The moon won’t rise for another hour. The water is very still, yet I can see the frothy crests of small surface waves lapping at the pilings under the dock … Continue reading →