Short stories and episodic series that live in the space between possible and not.
The first card game arrived without instructions. That is, if you were a European merchant in the fourteenth century encountering a Mamluk deck — its suits of cups, coins, swords, and polo sticks travelling overland from the Arab world —…
The first letter arrived on a Tuesday. Handwritten, no return address, postmarked from a town the postal service had no record of. Inside: three sentences about the weather in a place she had never been. She almost threw it away.…
Every apartment building has a corridor that seems slightly longer than it should be. Most people notice and forget. Maren noticed and remembered. The building she moved into was seven floors of grey concrete on the edge of a city…
He woke every morning already knowing how the day would end. Not in flashes or visions – just a quiet certainty, like remembering a film he had watched long ago. The coffee would be cold. The phone would ring at…
He woke every morning already knowing how the day would end - not as prophecy, but as quiet memory of someone else's identical life, with one crucial difference he could not yet name.