http://www.emmadavies.net/ en-GB 04/10/2009 03:13:00 Copyright © Emma Davies http://www.emmadavies.net/images/em_bandit_purple.jpg http://www.emmadavies.net/ http://www.emmadavies.net/content/stories/penny-falls.aspx He was standing in front of the machine playing space-invaders when I found him. I leaned back against its side and folded my arms... 04 October 2009 03:13:00 http://www.emmadavies.net/content/stories/the-lotus-dragon.aspx The boy sat upon the steps of the pagoda watching the dragons. The dragons were little, no larger than small cats, and their scales were a silvery moonlight green... 04 October 2009 02:28:30 http://www.emmadavies.net/content/stories/the-napper-man.aspx Joe stepped on the clutch and pushed the ancient truck down into third. The engine whined in protest, the familiar shudder of the bodywork pulling itself apart... 04 October 2009 02:06:43 http://www.emmadavies.net/content/stories/ambidextrous.aspx He was driving, but only because I let him. I would rather he drove to keep him distracted than let him sit in the passenger seat and crack his knuckles. The sensation of him cracking his knuckles travels through my own fingers in a most peculiar way... 03 October 2009 03:16:20 http://www.emmadavies.net/content/stories/black-annis-bower.aspx Polly was sitting before the crackling fire helping her grandmother to wind wool, when her elder brother Tom came in through the cottage door and threw his coat down upon the bench... 03 October 2009 02:25:12 http://www.emmadavies.net/content/stories/celia.aspx Listening, Celia twisted a ringlet of dripping, grey hair around her finger. "Here puss," she called softly in her throaty Louisiana accent... 30 September 2009 00:00:00 http://www.emmadavies.net/content/stories/the-toilet.aspx Short story. The weirdest thing just happened to me. It is lunchtime. I just went to the toilet... 27 September 2009 00:00:00 http://www.emmadavies.net/content/stories/green-spine.aspx Short story. I was travelling home on the bus tonight after going to college. It was a nasty day today. Though it is April, it is actually sleeting outside and very cold... 27 September 2009 00:00:00 http://www.emmadavies.net/content/stories/cyclamen.aspx Short story. The boy dreams in his bed in the big house above the village. He sees a forest where moss drips from the trees and the shady hangings of convolvulus bind to form a curtain that keeps out the sun... 27 September 2009 00:00:00 http://www.emmadavies.net/content/flash-fiction/widower.aspx Flash fiction. He sat each night upon the broad shelf of the window to watch and wait. Sometimes he would nurse a candle in his hands, focusing steadily upon the flickering light or passing his finger through the flame... 27 September 2009 00:00:00