“My name Nagaon—my name, my village before.”
Ah, same as me then—and same as Guildmaster Dhaka too, since he was named after his vanished city…
Tag Archives: ecofiction
From the Rooftops by Jacob Ashton
Sometimes it was easier to know a person from their allotment than from their appearance, she considered.
Equatorial Ice by Illimani Ferreira
But this day, Dona Gardênia’s gaze was nowhere in particular. First she dropped her pole, and then she fainted.
Egg Tooth by Adam Berman
After a quick shower, two more eco-cigarettes and the last of my juice, I dressed and set out into the morning.
Roots by Vrinda Baliga
“Kalpavriksh?” Mira said, sceptically. “Never heard of them. And what do they mean by ‘experimental’?”
Equinox by Eileen Haley
That’s right, says a very distant voice in Gracie’s head; and for a moment – just for a moment – Gracie sees it that way. A freshwater creek flowing through bushland to join a freshwater Parramatta River…
