Requiem for a revolver

Requiem for a revolver de Rodica Bretin “A tour around the gallery?” The old custodian knew what I was going to ask for, so he opened the door to the halls, allowing me to roam about undisturbed through Aladdin’s Cave. I named it so because there was a true grotto of...

Sword of Mars

Sword of Mars de Marius Voinescu Prologue Chains of Duty Beyond the black curtain of the stage, the blind and deaf puppets sit in their boxes, waiting for a chance to play any role on offer. One of these human dolls, however, refused to be quiet. Bang! He bashed his...

Tigers Dream in Colors

Tigers Dream in Colors de Rodica Bretin Despite the crowded streets, I had arrived ten minutes early. The pathways of the Zoo were vacant. The animals slept, some in the sun, others in cement igloos that mimicked dens or burrows. I stopped in front of one of the...

Last Hourglass

Last Hourglass de Oliviu Crâznic Tempus fugit. 1. There was but one single hourglass, which was indeed working properly—the Big Bang. It was one thing I was damn sure of. So, the girl had lied.I could tell something was wrong from the moment I had entered the...