Stories/Content

Eleanor Vance had not spoken to her brother in sixteen years. The silence began over a…

Ellen worked at the city museum gift shop. Every morning at 8:15 she ordered a flat…

On Monday morning Maria arrived at the old market square with a basket of apples and…

Mrs. Green lived alone in a flat near the sea. She loved her old telephone. It…

Arthur stood in the local post office. He held a brown cardboard box. The box contained…

Arthur sat in the neon-glow of his studio, his fingers hovering over the glass interface of…

Dr. Maya Chen had waited three years for this moment. The message from Proxima Centauri b…

Ellen moved to Brighton for a new job. The city was busy but she liked the…

Maya worked at a small art gallery near the river in Bristol. She opened letters, answered…

Ben works at a food shop in the city. The shop is in a big street…

Anna works at a bank in Taunton. She is a good worker. She likes her job.…

The first time Martha heard it, she was cleaning teeth in the dental surgery on the…

Elena had worked in the bakery for six years. Every morning at four, she shaped dough…

Anna moved to Bristol in January. She was thirty-two years old and wanted a new start…

Every morning, before the shops opened, Mira cleaned the central square of the city. She wore…

Anna lives in a small flat in Taunton. It is Saturday morning. The sun is bright…

Tom lives in London. He is a teacher. Every morning, he takes the blue bus to…

The conservation studio carried the distinct scent of wheat paste and aged paper. Eleanor adjusted her…

Lisa finished work late one evening and left the tall office building in the city centre.…

Commander Rhea Voss pressed her gloved palm against the viewport of the survey pod. Outside, the…