Just two more April stories to check out this week (the May stories mostly aren’t out until Monday). A short, fun tale of alien invasions and a beautiful story for library lovers.
In the House of the Seven Librarians by Ellen Klages | Uncanny Magazine
Perhaps, for a while, some citizens remembered the old library, with the warm nostalgia of a favorite childhood toy that had disappeared one summer, never seen again. Others assumed it had been torn down long ago.
And so a year went by, then two, or perhaps a great many more. Inside, time had ceased to matter. Grass and brambles grew thick and tall around the fieldstone steps, and trees arched overhead as the forest folded itself around them like a cloak.
Inside, the seven librarians lived, quiet and content.
Until the day they found the baby.
Who wouldn’t want to be raised by librarians in a world filled with books? This sweet story is for those of us who long to spend our days and night reading, reading, and reading some more. Sure, you lose touch with the outside world somewhat, but we all know the world is overrated.
Image Credit: Tommy Ellis on Flickr
I am Graalnak of the Vroon Empire, Destroyer of Galaxies, Supreme Overlord of the Planet Earth. Ask Me Anything. by Laura Pearlman | Flash Fiction Online
PEOPLE OF EARTH: I AM GRAALNAK OF THE VROON EMPIRE, CONQUEROR OF WORLDS, DESTROYER OF ALL WHO OPPOSE ME, AND YOUR SUPREME AND BENEVOLENT OVERLORD. FOR THE NEXT SIXTY OF YOUR EARTH-MINUTES YOU MAY ASK ME ANY QUESTION WITHOUT FEAR OF RETRIBUTION. - Posted by graalnak 1 year ago
tadthederailer, 1 year ago: Seriously? No way this is Graalnak. He doesn’t even answer questions in his own press conferences.
verbosiraptor, 1 year ago: The rules are clear: prove you’re Graalnak or we’ll delete this thread.
graalnak, 1 year ago: YOUR RULES DO NOT APPLY TO ME.
verbosiraptor, 1 year ago: It’s right there on the sidebar. No exceptions.
fleep, 1 year ago: Greetings! I am Fleep, Gralnaak’s communications secretary. I present to you this photograph of Graalnak holding a sign with the message “YOUR RULES DO NOT APPLY TO ME, REDDIT” written in the blood of the human intern who suggested this compromise.
This story is just a bit of fun and silliness and I love it.
Image Credit: Dario Bijelac