Lest we forget

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

:Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae

Olivia Black, our Featured Writer for August

Olivia Black

We’re very pleased to bring you the work of Olivia Black, our featured writer for August. Olivia is a wonderful author, and has a truly amazing collection of SciFi themed material on her Tumblr. She’s got an eye, and imagination and a way with words. You can read more about Olivia here on her author page.

We hope you enjoy her stories as much as we do.

Don’t forget to register with us, and leave your thoughts on the stories, either on the story page, or on Facebook or Twitter!

Page 1 of 212