Siobhan Mulalley

“Michael and the Guardian Pigeons” by Siobhan Mulalley

A bright light streaked across the night sky leaving a burning tail in its wake. It hit the ground in a field about a mile outside of the village of Winhampton. No one noticed except a herd of cows who lived where the fireball landed and the two donkeys opposite and they didn't care. The mercury in the old church thermometer indicated 32 degrees. The hands on the clock in the old clocktower read 9:04. Then it had not worked since the lightning strike of 1987. It was in fact 13:45, the village fete would be...

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“After Hours” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #91

The clock struck 17:00 and Mike ushered the last of the visitors out of the library, closing the door behind them. In the scheme of things it had been quite a busy day for the library. There had been a steady stream of people to use the free computers and they had made several pounds in printing fees. They had the usual Friday meeting of the over 60s Literary Appreciation Society and the lunch time story time for toddlers. The latter event was a busy one and the noise levels had caused Brenda one of her migraines and she had left to go hom...

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“The Princess and the Rogue” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #88

Princess Amelia stomped out of the throne room. She had agreed to marry King Roland but the man was an oaf. He was older than her, and he was tyrannical. His people were starving, whilst he sat and gorged on feasts. She had been betrothed to him by her father King Jerrick as a means to peace. Nephemia had been at war with Reven since before she was born and this union was to bring about an end to it. She should have known that things would not go well as even before the wedding Roland was telling her what she could and could not do. She was ...

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“Steve and the Prankster Spirit” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #87

Yuen woke up excitedly, night had fallen on March 31st. It was a clear night and perfect for all the mischief and pranks he could get up to. As a prankster spirit he lived all year for this 24 hour period. He had planned every trick to the smallest detail. This year the poor unsuspecting human had not been chosen because he had been bad all year. This year he had been chosen because he was too safe and boring. This had been due to a curse inflicted by a misery God who had been annoyed by the human’s intolerable levels of happiness as a child...

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“Quinn and the Fauna Fairy” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #86

Morgan was woken by a tapping on the window. As she opened her eyes, she groaned when she realised it was still dark. This had better be an emergency. Groggily she climbed out of bed wrapping the blanket around her. Spring was around the corner but the nights were still chilly. She walked over to the window to see who it was that had disturbed her slumber. Peering out she was startled to see several forest animals, chattering amongst themselves. “What is so urgent that it cannot wait until morning?” All the animals started at once a...

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“The Mystery of Burleigh House” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #85

Burleigh House 2021 Mike Calloway looked in to the hole in the flowerbed in the middle of the main lawn. He had recently purchased the derelict Georgian manner for a knock down price. The magnificent facade belayed the sad interior, neglected for the last 50 years as the previous owner had let the building decay. Damp and mould had overtaken most of the building, and as yet he had not ventured up the stairs as the once magnificent oak stair case appeared to have rotted most of the way up. The former staff cottage was currently home. The lo...

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“The new normal” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #84

There was a time when leaving the house was easy. Were you dressed appropriately? Did you have an umbrella in case it rained? Keys and cash? Nothing else needed. My mother had told me about how they never even locked the doors when she was young so you didn’t need keys. Then along came the cheque book. Then the cheque book started to be replaced by cards. Loads of cards. Wallets became a lot bigger then came phones. They started off for just the very rich and were plugged in to cars. Then they were brick sized, then everyone started getting ...

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“The Rise of King Triton” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #83

The white horses thundered towards the shore pulling with them Poseidon God of the sea, in his mighty clam shell chariot. The sea was angry because Poseidon was angry. His sea spirits rode the backs of the dolphins in angry procession to meet the sea witch queen. She was sitting as always sitting on a rock formation, near the harbour of some unsuspecting town. Whose fishermen and sailors would head out to sea and be seduced by her sirens. Their ships would be forever consigned to the bottom of the sea with their souls. Poseidon wasn’t angr...

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“D.A.V.E” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #82

DAVEDave had only ever wanted to blend in. He was programmed to blend in. Right now he was anything but blended, for Dave was being dragged round Trafalgar Square, London by two stolen Donkeys, wearing nothing but his synthetic skin and a pair of boots. Behind him were several Police Officers, and multiple tourists who were busy, filming his every move, broadcasting it over the world media, for everyone to see.Dave’ s story started in a laboratory in a leafy Surrey Suburb, Staines-Upon-Thames. Although as the locals liked to call it, Staines...

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“The fourth floor” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #81

Will wiped down the fork for the fourth time, a mix of nerves and a desire for everything to be perfect, led to an almost OCD laying of the table. He stopped short of using a measuring tape to ensure everything was in exactly the correct position but had checked the table a total of 36 times already. It’s not like it was a first date, they had been out to dinner several times. He had been to hers for dinner and a movie, but this was the first time she would come to his. The first time he was cooking. The first time she would see his hom...

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“The Time I defeated the Spanish Armada” by Siobhan Mulalley

Submitted to Contest #80

It was early in the morning and we were wondering what to do with the Drunken Sailor, or Lieutenant or whatever he said he was. He had turned up at the Tavern last night telling us that the Armada had been spotted and all able-bodied men and boys were to make their way to the docks to join ships and fight the good fight for the Queen and for England. Naturally, as able-bodied men we were less than enthused by the idea. It’s not like we were not used to the sea, many of us were fishermen, but killing fish is a lot easier than killing the Span...

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