Pyrophile

Nina's fear of fire became something much worse.

Savior

I saved a merfolk, once, when I was very young. I wouldn’t say that I saved her in the traditional sense of the word. I can guess what springs into your mind when I say it. Perhaps she was hurt, and I found her bleeding on the edge of the sea. Or, somehow, she wound … Continue reading Savior →

She Believed

He told her she couldn’t do it, so she didn’t. He told her she wasn’t smart enough, and she wasn’t. He told her she wasn’t pretty enough, and she wasn’t. He told her she wasn’t talented enough, wasn’t strong enough, wasn’t friendly enough, wasn’t, wasn’t, wasn’t. And she wasn’t. He told her, you’re nothing without … Continue reading She Believed →

Days to Come

Hello, readers! Today and tomorrow, I have a very full schedule. Therefore, the works I've prepared for these days are even shorter than normal. Additionally, I don't believe I will be posting anything on Sunday. Things should be back to "normal" at the beginning of next week, though! Thanks for your support. — Charles W.

Everything Has a Cost

Evran, self-proclaimed Master Artificer and Enchanter, Whose Works Astound All Who View Them, slipped on his breeches with haste. The mayor’s wife sprawled across the bed, one finger curling through her hair as she watched him dress. He had just finished displaying for her his other masterful set of talents. “Evran, do you really have … Continue reading Everything Has a Cost →

Brothers in a Café

“Well?” Greg swung his jacket over the back of his chair. He sat down, but somehow he still projected just as much energy as he had when he was standing. Greg’s broad smile revealed teeth that shone bright, as though they had somehow caught and intensified the sunlight pouring in the café window. “Tell me … Continue reading Brothers in a Café →

The Laws

I warned them. I told them, on the night of the birth, what would happen if they killed the child’s parents. They should have listened to me. People have gotten out of the habit, these days, of respecting their elders. I see more than they expect, given my failing vision. I hear more than they … Continue reading The Laws →

Dawn of the First Day

Hello, readers! My name is Charles Williams. Daydreams is a new adventure for me. For years, I've been neglecting what I feel is a fundamental drive within myself. I love to write, to create and to tell stories, and to share them with people. I've created Daydreams as a place where I can share my short stories with … Continue reading Dawn of the First Day →

Loss

“Her suffering is over.” That was the phrase Jeanne’s doctor had used, when Jeanne finally passed. Violette ran her hand over her mother’s gravestone. It was simple, especially when compared to some of the others in the graveyard, which Violette would have labelled monuments rather than mere grave markers. Jeanne Martin, it read. 1952-2018. Sister, … Continue reading Loss →