by Lord Dunsany I DREAMT THAT I went back to the hills I knew, whence on a clear day you can see the walls of Ilion and the plains of Roncesvalles. There used to be woods along the tops of those hills with clearings in them where the moonlight fell, and there when no one watched the fairies danced. But there were…

by Lord Dunsany A DEMAGOGUE and a demi-mondaine chanced to arrive together at
the gate of Paradise. And the Saint looked sorrowfully at them both. “Why were you a demagogue?” he said to the first. “Because,” said the demagogue, “I stood for those principles that
have…

by Lord Dunsany THE POET came unto a great country in which there were no songs. And he lamented gently for the nation that had not any little foolish songs to sing to itself at evening. And at last he said: “I will make for them myself some little foolish songs so that they may be merry in the lanes and…

by Lord Dunsany I SAW an unclean-feeder by the banks of the river of Time. He crouched by orchards numerous with apples in a happy land of flowers; colossal barns stood near which the ancients had stored with grain, and the sun was golden on serene far hills behind the level lands. But his back was to all these…

by Lord Dunsany THUS SPAKE the mountains: “Behold us, even us; the old ones, the grey ones, that wear the feet of Time. Time on our rocks shall break his staff and stumble: and still we shall sit majestic, even as now, hearing the sound of the sea, our old coeval sister, who nurses the bones of her children…

by David Sims “UNTIL the last star in the universe ceases to shine.” Those words are emblematic of Brenda Lynn Jones’ promise to the Life of Earth and to her own race. It comes from an address she made, as Empress of the Solar System Empire, to the United Nations of Earth in the early twenty-second…

by Lord Dunsany I WAS IN the pre-destined 11:08 from Goraghwood to Drogheda, when
I suddenly saw the city. It was a little city in a valley, and only seemed
to have a little smoke, and the sun caught the smoke and turned it
golden, so that it looked like an old Italian picture where angels walk
in the foreground…

by Lord Dunsany ONCE Time as he prowled the world, his hair grey not with weakness but with dust of the ruin of cities, came to a furniture shop and entered the Antique department. And there he saw a man darkening the wood of a chair with dye and beating it with chains and making imitation wormholes in it. And…

satire by Michael James GERMANY’S Central Council of Jews (ZJD) has demanded “immediate government action” in response to unsettling findings published in its quarterly social trends report, Virulent Anti-Semitism in Germany Today. The report highlights a worrying increase in anti-Semitic…

part of a novel by David Sims Morningside Elementary School
Atlanta, Georgia
April 2044 YOU don’t know me, but you will. My mom is Helen Hostetter, and through her I’m German and Swiss. My dad is Bren Jones, and his ancestry is mostly English and Scottish. I get my blonde hair from both sides.…