Frank Geier
Bio
Tennessee based scribe of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Come on, join us in the dark. There are such things to see.
Stories (11/0)
Pact Part 2
The mirror rippled like a lake and for a moment Jessica thought she’d drown in the glass. She tumbled out of the mirror and onto the ground, spitting up liquid glass that solidified on the ground before her into long shards. She didn’t have time to think, she already heard more steps coming down the hall.
By Frank Geier3 years ago in Fiction
WordWeaver
Summer in Tennessee is glorious. Life has sprung up all around us and the mountains thrum with a subtle energy that permeates everything. Kids are out of school and making their own sort of noise on the playgrounds, the hiking trails and rampantly through the streets. The job has me tied to a phone for most of this, watching it through windows or occasionally hearing it over the phones I answer for eight hours each day.
By Frank Geier3 years ago in Humans
The Pact
I saw my first dragon when I was fifteen. Thomas stopped at the memory and allowed himself a second of joy. The great serpent perched on the Sears Tower like some wayward parade float. He laughed at the recollection before shaking it away and turning back to the page before him, his fingers gripping the pen tighter.
By Frank Geier3 years ago in Fiction
