by Pat Bove | Jan 21, 2025 | A Short Story
A glass pane covered in runes the Knight did not understand separated him and the corpse of the slain Demon King—runes that Valôr first mistook for the usual glyphs of dark sorcery, yet they glowed with an odd symmetry. The Wyrd Interlude: In a Wyrd Realm of steel and...
by Pat Bove | Jan 21, 2025 | Absurd Flash Fiction
God sat at his desk, thinking of what major tragedy he should cause next, when he heard a knock at the door. “Michael,” God said, smiling, but the smile faded at the sight of the data geek standing next to his favored son. “And Lucifer.” The two scurried in, fumbling...
by Pat Bove | Jan 19, 2025 | Microfiction
The patient was dead for five minutes before I revived him. He sat up with red eyes, examined his hands and in a low growl said: “This body will...
by Pat Bove | Jan 19, 2025 | A Short Story
King Caidan was not an indecisive man. From a young age, he showed confidence that his two older brothers lacked. When he was twelve, his father, King Harold, was assassinated by the court jester. The sound of hushed whispers filled the court as the jester, his...
by Pat Bove | Jan 19, 2025 | A Short Story
Since its announcement, the theory had been reduced to the delusions of a once-great man. The data was there, but discredited. Some even accused it of being doctored. Had it not been for the famous man behind it, they’d never have given him the stage. Even the most...
