Same time next week
Annabelle Bardeneen
flash-fiction
In Gearford, the early mornings belong to the poor sops who have to make sure that goods brought into the city get where they need to go. My Husband is A Traitor
Annabelle Bardeneen
violenceflash-fiction
The Technocratic Council decides that a man is their enemy and that must mean, by extension, his wife is as well. To Flee or Not to Flee
Annabelle Bardeneen
violencematureflash-fiction
Mila chose to flee. She and her mother made that call. She does not regret it; what might have become of her, though, if she hadn't? Nighttime arrival
Annabelle Bardeneen
flash-fiction
A young woman gets an acceptance letter from Argenstrath Medical Academy and arrives on a late night train Strangers on a Train
Annabelle Bardeneen
flash-fiction
On a shot and miserable train ride in mid-Skia, a handful of strangers are crammed together. One of them reminisces and wonders about the others. The Mayhem Afterwards
Annabelle Bardeneen
in-progress
When a technocrat dies, they round up known enemies of the state. Annabelle is a known radical. This is problematic.
A Scattered Mercian Homestead
Annabelle Bardeneen
in-progress
Letters from siblings who formerly lived in Mercia, scattered by the war, and by extension, their other family members. Inevitablity of Inertia
Annabelle Bardeneen
Not Patrick
Annabelle Bardeneen
flash-fiction
A young man contemplates names, histories, and The Inquisition