The Tea-Space Continuum Fiction BY Wendy Nikel “It’s happening more often, Frank. I’ve lost three cups this week. They have to be going somewhere.”
Always Let Your Dragon Fly First Class Fiction BY Wendy Nikel Emryr pinches the boarding pass between her claws. Her ruby nostrils flare, and a wisp of smoke—fortunately not large enough to set off any alarms—emerges from one of them. “Economy? You promised this would be an adventure.” 5 Comments
I’m Sorry I Couldn’t Make It True Fiction BY Wendy Nikel The look on his face as he stared down at me left no doubt that he was thinking the same thing. His eyes pleaded with me to just flick the dial, just a tiny bit... so I could make things right. So that we could be together, somehow.