Tag: Lynn Rushlau

  • Still Ciela

    by Lynn Rushlau in Issue 91, August 2019 Groaning, I dropped the last of the boxes atop the stack in the alley and glanced at the sun. Winced and looked away, blinded. Nearly dusk. I needed to leave. The sun would drop under the horizon soon, and I knew better than to go out past…

  • His Brilliant Little Sister

    by Lynn Rushlau in Issue 87, April 2019 Gheri caught the olive in his hand and gently dropped it into the basket hanging from his waist. He reached for the next fruit. A twig snapped under his tree. He picked the olive to show he was working, but nearly dropped it when he glanced down…

  • Remnants

    by Lynn Rushlau in Issue 76, May 2018 A now tattered fairy, Caellery pushed wearily through the gate. Though impossible at this distance, she swore she could still hear the thump of the drums and wail of guitars from the Festival of Liberation. The party would go on until dawn. Without her. She tripped over the…

  • The Garden of Dreamers

    by Lynn Rushlau in Issue 49, February 2016 Zey shifted from one foot to the other and snuck an uneasy glance at the statues guarding the entrance. The huge cloaked figures of dark grey stone held lanterns of eternal flame. He shuddered before he could stop himself. A quick look around confirmed no one saw.…