Robert Quick

It was dark and I was trying unsuccessfully to sleep on the couch. Painting materials were littered …

Each person of sound mind is fully responsible for their actions at all times. What then defines a …

You want love and presents and sweets

Swords of imagination

and Me to appreciate your deeds

All thes…

“There, there.” I crooned. A stray hair stuck to Alice's nose but she didn't seem to notice. I brush…

The opium was strong and heady. It bore me on a tremendously vast, dark, wave and I felt a relaxing …

I pricked my finger for the third time and cursed myself for signing up for autonomy class. It sound…

The house was still half-built, half-destroyed. It had never been completed and for every few hours …

“When we walk, we put one foot in front of the other. Each step forward we take is one that matters…

Adam watched the rope retreat up the sheer wall until it was gone. “Nice going, jackass. Now how're …

“Ghosts are all emotion, all the time. I don't know what keeps their form intact but they might be b…

Jonathon woke to the sound of insistent knocking. Everything was dark: his room, the world outside h…

The house appeared abandoned. It was spacious, boasting of what looked to be a dozen rooms, but fall…

The cell was small and stone. Although the occupant was a thin woman, her presence filled the room t…

Ear splitting sirens shrieked through the night. My little girl, frightened, shot up out of our bed …

"Oh you thought our world was the dark reflection of yours?" The man laughed. "That's quite the reve…