To say here is far, and to call yonder nearby. Stories on the edge of the every day, strange tales you may or may not be moved by. Strange, curious, fantastic stories told by me, you, him and her. There are many stories but they’re all concluded within a single page, each story around 200 to 1200 characters in length, a short story collection you can easily read. Please enjoy them. Updated every Saturday at 6pm.
Beat down by the heat, I stopped by a cafe to cool down. As I sipped on an iced coffee and bathed in the air conditioning, I heard a conversation taking place in the booth behind me.
“That really is a strange dream, huh?”
“I’d say it was more awful than strange. It was a nightmare, you know? A nightmare. Even my friend was terrified.”
The voice of the latter person was oddly loud. So loud that other people turned to look. Yet still I was curious, so I listened closer.
“Anyone would be scared having a dream like that night after night.”
“Right? That’s why I passed it on.”
“My friend asked someone else about the dream, and after that they started to have the same dream themselves. I think if you talk to another person about it, they’ll start having the same dream too. That’s why I wanted you to hear about it today.”
“Huh? So that’s why you asked me to come here?”
“That’s right. I wanted to tell you about it. I got it from my friend this morning, and then I rushed over here. I was in a hurry, but I think it’s okay now. My friend was happy too. She said thank you over and over.”
“But, you mean that I…”
“It’s okay, why do you think I’m talking so loudly? That way it won’t be you that gets it, but someone who’s listening in.”
I couldn’t help but turn around and look at her. The woman smiled triumphantly at me. It was a smile I’d never forget, and not a smile I liked.