The Traveller

"Sprungleslurp," said Wendelgrunt warmly. "Baaaa," said the sheep. Wendelgrunt shook his head and twisted the small bluish disk on his left wrist. "Zarkfondle," he said with just as much warmth. A warm tone of voice was important in his line of work. "Baaaa," said the sheep. "Nope, not that one either," he said to himself … Continue reading The Traveller

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The Consantabulary Call – An Alternative Christmas Story

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" the menacing voice growled again, each Ho! punctuated with a forceful bang against my door. My mind raced. I mentally ran through my checklist. My tree was up, a regulation six-footer, and had been decorated in sanctioned golds, reds and silvers well before the December 12th deadline. I had sent cards to colleagues I … Continue reading The Consantabulary Call – An Alternative Christmas Story