Dear Dr. Hanover, I am writing on behalf of the Octopus bimaculoides in your office aquarium whom you call Suzy. The water is too warm. Please reduce the temperature to 18℃. She would greatly appreciate it. via Pocket

On the Scales of Dragons – Kathryn Yelinek – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2MlQkkB

Calm Folk, Come Forth! – Adan Berkowitz – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2OLvKqx

Markus stood on the rocky hill in front of his house, neck aching as he craned it toward the sky. He’d been waiting for hours. He’d snuck early out of bed, slinking his way through the house and slipping outside into the muggy morning air. via Pocket

The Stars Don’t Lie – R.W.W. Greene – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2vQ81OV

The Tapestry – A.C. Worth – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2w97jeV

A vast, frozen void, stretching out in all directions, extending to the infinite. Like a colossal blank canvas, it was mammoth in scope, yet almost entirely devoid of life, thought, or purpose. The probe was an exception. via Pocket

Nobody’s Daughters and the Tree of Life – L’Erin Ogle – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2MywVvQ

Reynard aux Chatillon delivers a gryphon foal the morning Lucia Camoreux comes to visit. It comes out squealing, eyes shut and wings folded, sticky with placenta. Within an hour its wings open, beating softly, as it stands to take food from its moth…

In 2130 the Nelari began resurrecting the dead. In 2133 Talia’s father called for the first time in five years. “You want to bring her back, Dad?” After all this time, after what you did? Talia wanted to add, but didn’t. Couldn’t. Not to his face. N…

When winter comes to Vakning Forest, nothing changes. The evergreens, packed tightly together, don’t wilt or become bare. Nor does the smell fade. via Pocket

Over the past year, we at MAELSTROM have covered stories which have often bordered on the sensational, such as the famous rivalry between siblings Amaterasu and Susanoo, the Japanese gods of the Sun and the Storms respectively. via Pocket

To walk upon the fallen leaves of the Ginkgo tree is very nearly to walk upon a river of gold. via Pocket

Today was my day to choose a disease. Mama was heavily pregnant again. She was stirring a large pot that bubbled away on the stove, filling the air with the aroma of milk and oats. Sage, Lentil, and Chilli were crawling around Mama’s ankles, squeali…

This Side of the Wall – Michael Gardner – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2nuaFoJ

It was the third one. The third ever, all in the same week. On the pipes, grainy handset video showed hulking masses, ungainly, asymmetrical, wobbling out of the sky. Tearing through level after level of the sprawling, towering city, girders screami…

Love in Its Heart – David Z. Morris – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2OrHP3U

It was the third one. The third ever, all in the same week. On the pipes, grainy handset video showed hulking masses, ungainly, asymmetrical, wobbling out of the sky. Tearing through level after le…

The Bagel Shop Owner’s Nephew – J. Tynan Burke – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2B2KoYl

JewelGem Offering – Emily McIntyre – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2M9koQ9

The Dream Diary of Monk Anchin – Felicity Drake – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2vzRP4i

It Feels Like Déjà Vu – Phong Quan – Metaphorosis Magazine via Instapaper https://ift.tt/2B3Q6ZT

Today was my day to choose a disease. “Fennel,” Mama called up from the kitchen. “Breakfast’s near ready.” “Coming, Mama,” I yelled back as I pulled a simple, blue dress over my head. I tied my hai…

John waited for Holly, continually clenching and then unclenching clammy hands. He sat on the edge of the bed, his stomach roiling, his feet tapping the floor incessantly. It never got easier. He a…

Claudia Campbell shifted in her seat, clutching her oversized pocketbook closer to her chest. She released an audible huff. With all the automation these days, why couldn’t they move things along f…

The howls of the gore-hounds filled the night air. Vanda stopped to catch her breath. Sounds echoed off the trees, throwing noises at her from odd angles. Her pursuers were close. When they caught …

Once upon a time there were three brothers who lived with their parents in the midst of a vast forest. If there were any other people in the forest, they knew nothing of them, for they found no tra…

Something woke me. A sound. I rolled to my back. Sand and rock ground into my shoulders and my skin hurt everywhere and my lungs seemed too dry to work properly. But for a moment I forgot all that,…

“Excuse me,” Cash tried again, “you’re not a doctor, are you?” Another bemused look and shake of the head. “Oh, okay, thanks anyway,” he said to their backs. The warm bundle in his arms groaned unc…

The day that Fabian Vitalik’s wife left, rain masked the roar of the sea just beyond their rock garden. Fabian ended fishing early because of the storm, and came home to find his wife dozing on the sofa by the window, unfazed by the sharp pat pat pa…