by N1c0la-admin | Aug 9, 2021 | Short Stories
It was a May evening in Rotterdam, in 1940. A boy sat on the breakwater of Rotterdam harbour and stared out at the cold grey sea, at the ships in the harbour and beyond it. He sat quite still, his chin resting on his knees – but his brown eyes were alive and anyone...
by N1c0la-admin | Aug 9, 2021 | Short Stories
For Benjamin This is a story I wrote for my adopted son, Ben, who had (has), shall we say, a small problem with impetuosity and anger management. He was about 6 years old when I wrote it. Once upon a time there was a young dragon whose name was Benjamin. By some trick...
