King Dephelus of Opthalia had never been insulted the way he had been today. Being called a ‘warthog’ was beyond what he could tolerate. He was going to wage war on his brother. War between brothers generally turns out to be a rather nasty affair — what with all the…

As the door flung back to its monotonous position beside the wall, Jeff realized that he was in a limbo. Much to the dismay of the door, it was not about the monotony of it’s existential agony, but something rather more sinister. Jeff had been in such situations before. …

I was partaking in my regular evening stroll, when this rather strange event took place. It was all hunky dory to start with. The soil was moist, as it is wont to be near a pond. This pond had been the center of my life for quite a few years…