Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy
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October 26th 2016 in Microfiction

Bradley sat down and stared at the stack of papers in front of him. “Best get to it; thanks,” he said, releasing Monica from their conversation; she left and shut the door behind her. Bradley breathed out onto the stack of applications, possibly four inches deep; nothing in the first bunch. He sighed, setting fifty […]

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October 25th 2016

Clara waited in the house, rocking in her favorite chair, lights off, looking through the window at the empty street. “Rock, paper, scissors,” she whispered. “Rock, paper … ” She paused, watching the paper boy come into view, chucking his obligation into every yard. Her eyes narrowed. The boy, some neighborhood kid, looked casually over […]

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October 24th 2016

“Ill-advised,” Alistair said, blocking the hallway with his arm. “I need to see him,” Miranda responded, immediately cross, “just for a moment.” She pushed past and was nearly at Dracula’s private study door when Alistair called after her. “He’s reading Keats,” he said softly and she froze. “Also Donne and Shakespeare. Last night was Rainer […]

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Letters from Management #36

October 23rd 2016

Dearest Mary, You are young and headstrong and clever as the day is long, but we must revisit your plans for the future and this writing business. Please bring a cool temper with you to dinner tonight. We must sit and talk about the whole of your life and how you plan to live it […]

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October 22nd 2016

“Here,” the angel said. “Stand here. Push the button to collect what is lost and make it found.” Beatrice pushed the button, utterly confused about what she was doing, but not wanting to appear stupid. And there they were. All of the love letters that had failed to reach her – promises, apologies, desperate yearnings, […]

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October 21st 2016

The winter trees, dry and bitter, cracked with memory and twisted with sorrow or rage, rose up and claimed the coming season. In the forest, the others retreated, afraid and needing rest to regain their suppleness and sense of hope. The coming darkness was a time to stay indoors, but the villagers rarely listened to […]

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October 20th 2016

“I was thinking of taking heavy philosophy and rhetoric the first year – get right into it,” Johnson said, leaning forward excitedly. “We are aware of your aspirations to bureaucracy and in no way wish to hinder you, although you tested low on the Greek and Latin language competencies necessary to “get right into it” […]

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October 19th 2016

“And you?” the instructor asked. “Why do you do yoga?” “Well, it started on a dare, like a lot of the stuff I try,” he responded. “I had dismissed it as something absolutely not-for-me.” He smiled and tried to settle into the pose. “The thing is … work is really stressful and I just needed […]

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October 18th 2016

“Once upon a time,” the elfmother read, “the Nonmagicals, in their grim, grey cities far from the green wood, grew restless …” Her child gasped. “They’re not coming here, are they? Please don’t let them come here.” “Oh, Child,” she said, drawing a sigil upon the air to increase the warmth of the fire, “they’re […]

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