The sleeping dragon lay in her cave atop a mound of beautiful, multicolored gems and sparkling crystals. Through an opening in the cave roof, beams of sunlight played on her golden scales, casting a soft golden glow all about her. She lay peacefully, dreaming of many things, especially of all the jewels yet to be discovered… Continue reading The Dragon Ruby.
By Ann Murphy. Once upon a time there was a man who had to do everything just right. He walked down the street, carefully and with courtesy, saluting everyone he passed and saying ‘good morning’ to all. He was never rude or discourteous but always smiled and nodded, and generally went about his day in… Continue reading The Law-Abiding Citizen.
By Ann Murphy He gently passed from this world to the next one. His wife, sitting by his bedside, held his hand until his last, laboured breath. She was a devoted and loving wife, giving her all to her beloved husband, whom she loved more than life itself. She had gone through the illness with… Continue reading Dead, but not forgotten. Pre-Edit.
By Ann Murphy The arrow sliced through the stillness of the night, hitting its target, sharp and clean.The chain-mail, tight and unyielding was yet unable to repel it. The arrow tip went deep and his blood began to flow. It flowed into the earth, saturating it with its pungent warm smell of fear. The mouldering… Continue reading The Arrow’s Flight. Pre-Edit.
By Ann Murphy This is a short story I wrote for a Writer's cafe competition. I wrote a lot of fiction for a while but have not got the uninterrupted time to do it now. I wonder when I ever will... She gazed out of the window, the stone, wall-lined, fields creating a checker-board on… Continue reading Scene from an Aran Window.