Contemporary Fantasy, Fantasy Michael Lanz Contemporary Fantasy, Fantasy Michael Lanz

Obsession

"I can't believe it." Billy scrolled through the never ending pictures of himself on his crush's phone. "She's...obsessed with me.”

"BS,” Devin said, trying to grab the phone away from him.

Billy moved down a seat at the cafeteria table. "I'm serious."

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High Fantasy, Fantasy Michael Lanz High Fantasy, Fantasy Michael Lanz

Pocket Dimension

"How about a game of chess?" Morty asked.

Liz looked around the tight blue fabric world. Light filtered in enough to remind her of a summer evening. She lounged at the base of the pocket that cradled her like a hammock, poking at the stretchy wall next to her. Her blonde hair covered her lint pillow.

"Naw, I think I'm good."

"You have been saying that for three months. Why won't you play with me?"

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Contemporary Fantasy, Fantasy Michael Lanz Contemporary Fantasy, Fantasy Michael Lanz

Finding Purpose

"Number sixteen. Sixteen," I said to the lobby.

"Over here." An older man waddled up to the counter and grabbed the brown bag of grease from me.

I looked out into the sea of faces all waiting for their turn on the shit express. It's one way to clean your plumbing out, but I would prefer an enema.

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