Scarlet Woman
Originally published in Everyday Fiction October 2017:
At night, the sulphurous fog grew thicker, and the women took their usual positions under the doorways and gas lamps of Whitechapel. Molly’s shoes clicked against the cobblestones as she tried to catch the eye of any passing male.
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Rapture of the Deep
Originally published in Mirror Dance Autumn 2017:
I have seaweed for hair and barnacle-encrusted stone for skin. Saltwater runs through the marrow of my bones. Little is left of the human in me, but for my blood and my song.
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Wolf Weather
Originally published in Literary Orphans Issue 30:
The wolf was dead. Only the cold had saved it from decay.
The man’s eyes narrowed as he hunkered down to the carcass at the cave mouth. His hair and beard were as tangled as thorn bushes; a bearskin wrap was tied over his shoulder and covered him to his knees. He breathed into rough-knuckled hands. He had never known such a season, with wolves howling through the ice-filled valley. They did not have such hard, white weather where he came from.
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The Call of the Running Tide
Originally published in Crannog Issue 30:
The first two keys don’t work, but the third turns in the lock with a clunk, and I lift up the lid of the chest. My breath catches at the sight of the pelt, and my quivering hand strokes the soft grey fur.
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Crannog published two other short stories of mine:
Fiona's Place 