Emilie Turner Author
TOLD AS AN INSTRUCTION MANUAL PURPOSE To outline the correct procedure for departure, transport, and arrival for an assisted emigrant departing Ireland for resettling in the Australian colonies. Follow each step in sequence. Deviation is discouraged. Step 1: Arrive at Point of Departure Present yourself at the designated quay before sunrise. Standing is preferable to… Continue reading Instructions For Relocation: A Short Story
The quay in Dublin was always wet. It didn't matter if it was raining or sunny; there was always moisture coating the surface. Stone blocks were darkened permanently by salt and water, the original colour long forgotten. Ropes were wound around iron posts, stiff and strained from the beating they received from the salt water… Continue reading The Long Passage: A Short Story
“Hello?” "Good. You’re awake.” “Where am I?” “You’re safe.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only answer that's needed.” “I can’t feel my legs. Why can't I feel my legs?” “Your motor control will normalise.” “Who are you?” “Elias.” “What's my name?” “Charlotte.” "Why doesn't that name mean anything to me?" "I don't know." “Why… Continue reading The Awakening: A Dialogue Only Short Story
Felicity almost didn’t unlock the door. She stood on the porch with her suitcase tipped awkwardly on one wheel, rain dripping down her face, the key warm and faintly damp in her palm. The building made small sounds: walls creaking, a muted thud somewhere above. But it was the steadiness that made her neck prickle.… Continue reading Stay: A Short Story
TOLD AS A HOW-TO GUIDE Step One: Name It Do not call it what it is. Names have power. Names have edges. Call it something else. Say it softly until you believe it. Until it stops sounding dangerous. Say it often enough that it becomes truth. Step Two: Find Somewhere Dark Enough You need shadows.… Continue reading Hiding Secrets: A Short Story
The ship felt fragile, its metal bones creaking under the strain of all it had endured. Every bulkhead seemed to hum with the same exhaustion she felt. Corridors that once echoed with the cold hum of monotony now carried a strange sense of possibility… and danger. The familiar lights, always steady, now flickered as if… Continue reading Into The Void: A Continuation (A Short Story)
Trigger Warning: Self-Harm & Eating Disorders I once saw my body as a map I could command, a landscape to survey, conquer, and rewrite. Every kilogram was a mountain to climb, every curve a border to erase. I memorised every ridge and hollow, counted every rib I could feel, studied the mirror as though it… Continue reading The Map of My Journey
Sera glanced out the window of the spaceship. Stars and planets littered the area around her. It was beautiful… but also a sight she saw every single day. The vast expanse of space was now their home. Ever since Earth became inhospitable, they'd been floating aimlessly through the void. It had been years, and there… Continue reading Into The Void: A Short Story
Maia stood still. Unable to move. Her village was gone, destroyed to the ground. She knelt, arms trembling as she picked up the discarded bear. Covered in soot and dust, it was the last remnant that remained. Nothing was left. No homes, no roads, no people. Nothing. She pressed the bear to her chest, her… Continue reading Defender… Or Not: A Short Story
Tick. Tick. Tick. Kaitlyn cringed as the loud sound echoed in her ears. She watched the clock above her, anxiety rising as the second hard ticked. Her leg jigged up and down as her eyes darted around the abandoned baggage claim area. Only her suitcase was missing. Just hers. No planes had arrived since hers… Continue reading He Follows: A Short Story
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