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the_tandyman

Joined July 2010 and calls twitter home.

53 stories, 0 challenges, 40 comments, and 8 friends

I love sci-fi, horror, fantasy and everything in between… Always had these little scenes and vignettes in my head and now maybe I can “clear out the attic a little” – so to speak. Hope you enjoy, and if ya don’t, hell, I enjoyed getting them out there!

PS. Feel free to write prequels and sequels to anything of mine…

Stories

  1. The Girl of Twigs and Glass

    A girl. She knew she was a girl at least, but nothing more would come except tears. Tears in the middle of the forest, trickling from her Murano marble eyes, down her cracked mirror cheeks hidden by her willow wand hair and finally wiped away with her ...

  2. Last Words

    “As mortals watch the day, colossal rains fall into the emptiness.” Those were the last words he had said as he died, and I’d never understood them until now that I stood at the edge of everything, invisible in my raiment of rags. Lig...

  3. The Fire Brigade pt.3

    Thumbs slowly turned to go back the way he’d come and froze again at the sound of several armoured footsteps coming down the alley. “Oh, you swivel eyed fuckers!” He muttered under his breath, “Why now?” He looked around ...

  4. The Fire Brigade pt.2

    “Join the Forestry Commisariat and see the world!” The recruiter had said, “A day in the Rangers is like a day on the farm. Every meal a banquet! Every paycheck a fortune!” [That’s as maybe,] thought Thumbs, [but I donR...

  5. The Fire Brigade

    Thumbs had slipped over the wall of Tamesis just after dusk with instructions to steal the troop details for the area. The border skirmishes between the great City State of Millpond and the Thalasocratic Assembly had taken a more serious turn over the ...

  6. There Was An Old Lady

    There was an old lady who lived in a shoe, She licked a beetle and ate some poo, This wasn’t wise, she immediately knew, As she girded her loins and started to chew. She knew this wasn’t what she wanted to do, As she got to the point over ...

  7. Winters Arrival

    As the Night-Mares slowly receded into the dawn, she thought of the fateful day that the Buckle Factory had become her home… Winter arrived, fresh and clear as a diamond shining in the early morning sun. The factory doors stood above her, a stud...

  8. Winters Request

    …pale, dirty hands that reached from the darkness. Pale, dirty hands with red raw stumps of fingers that extruded scab-like leaves. “Autumn?” Gasped Winter, “Oh my sister, what have they done to you?!” Autumns hollow eye...

  9. Winter

    Flurries of snow scattered across the land as she plumped her petticoats with pale, bruised fingers that wrote scribbly poems of frost on the window panes in the early hours. Winter settled in for the long haul…

  10. A Letter Found

    My Webley revolver lies on the desk beside me as I write this, its black and oily heft reassuring, even as I know that it is of no use. My nerves have been shot these past six months, ever since that blasted business with the 39 Steps. Lucky we managed...

  11. Lovecraftian Tweetings #11

    …And then the many globe’d form of Yog-Sothoth didst spray non-euclidean mathematics across the space between space. Which was nice…

  12. Lovecraftian Tweetings #10

    …and then the Mi-Go fell chittering up towards the stars and carried away his head in a box! Which was nice…

  13. The Last Gasp...

    He was sinking for the last time, his lungs screaming with the desire to suck in more air. His limbs, leaden and weak, floated aimlessly as he sank. Surrounded by darkening shadows, he looked up at the fish swirling like a swarm of bright autumn leaves...

  14. A Wights Tale

    He sat, slumped on his throne in a darkness that hadn’t been dark to him for more than twelve centuries. Wrapped in leather and bronze, tattered burial weeds over a golden crown placed upon his brow. His skin like dry un-cured leather, wrinkled a...

  15. children

    Bright sparks, In a wilderness of flowers, Hurricanes of light, Blowing through the dark.

  16. seeing

    The solid sun, Falling, Through a torn paper sky, Painting a mosaic, Of light and shadow.

  17. looking

    Sunbeams, Likes knives from heaven, Spear the armoured clouds, Drifting, Like spotlights, Across the land.

  18. angel

    Flying under bruised skies, Surrounded, By wings of light, Only I can see, Leaving vapour trails of gold.

  19. A Single Arrow

    Mabh froze. Stock still in the middle of the forest, her body tightly wrapped in leather and her head cocked slightly to one side. Red hair rippled over her shoulder, billowing like burning vermillion silk in the sudden gust of wind that left a hot, tr...

  20. memories

    Swim through reedy waters, Sunlight fragments, Like searchlights illuminating the depths, Fish momentarily flash like coins, Tumbling forever into the dark.

  21. Lovecraftian Tweetings #9

    …and then, with a sense of rising horror, we realised that we were trapped on the shores of Yuggoth! Which was nice…

  22. The Grindylow - a folk song

    The Grindylow they crawl, The Grindylow they creep, The Grindylow come to sneak ashore and kill you in your sleep! The Grindylow look fat, The Grindylow look thin, The Grindylow are both these things and everything inbetw’in! The Grindylow bite f...

  23. Lovecraftian Tweetings #8

    …and then Nyarlathotep appeared in a sanity searing vortex of entropic chaos! Which was nice…

  24. thoughts

    Lightning, Flickers in conciousness, Fleeting glimpse, Of spirits gliding, On wings of joy.

  25. Skull Fiends

    He sprawled head-long into the carpet of wet mulch and immediately doubled up, gasping for breath like a fish out of water. His shin barked pain from where he’d caught it in his mad dash through the darkening woods, and he keened softly in pain a...

  26. Lovecraftian Tweetings #7

    …and then it cried “Te-KE-li-li, Te-KE-li-li!” and we ran as if the very hounds of hell were following on our heels! Which was nice…

  27. Lovecraftian Tweetings #6

    …and then Azathoth spake and time and space inverted, colour became smell and taste became sight. Which was nice…

  28. Tree of Fools

    He sat on the wall, lightly kicking the heels of his frayed Converse trainers against the crumbling bricks. He watched the shiny yellow and black wasps indifferently crawling in and out of the densely leaved dark green hedge and flying away and landing...

  29. spring - a haiku

    Cherry blossom falls, On wings of spring, Like feathered wings of Angels.

  30. Lovecraftian Tweetings #5

    …and then Dagon smothered Innesmouth in an appalling stench that imbued his children with power. Which was nice…

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