Short story



The Gods of Winds



By Christopher T. Dabrowski



After a few days of peace and several days of rest and silence,

The God of Winds again appeared.

And hope was already growing in the hearts.

And the celebration had already begun...

Unpleasant blows of wind.

The malicious God stood proudly at heights.

He was clattering joyfully and shaking his head.

They thought it was safe and unpunished.

But Leon knew a reliable way.

He will do it tonight.

Leon! A hero! Saviour!

There will be peace and again there will be hope.


***


Adam was sick of it!

Leon, that bloody, clumsy rat!

He bit the fan cable again!




The Exitential Problem



By Christopher T. Dabrowski



It was the fourth month of his perfect life. He was fed, warm, safe.

He could laze around, experience music, sounds and emotional states.

Then he discovered that was about to be born and pushed outside.

Appalled, began to wonder, is there life after birth?

Or is it the end?

It was comforting that when he gets through the tunnel he will meet Mom. The omnipotent being

who created him and was everywhere.

He felt that without her the world would not exist.

Then doubt about Mom got to him:

Why should he believe in something he has not seen?




Ouijo



By Christopher T. Dabrowski



The boys entered the room, turned off the lights, lit the candles. They sat in front of a Quijo's board.

The oldest of the brothers decided to act:

- Let's try this!

The other two hesitantly nodded their heads.

- Kurt Cobain, we call you!

Nothing happened. They were disappointed...

They were about to stop playing, when suddenly the wood started to move on its own, stopping at

the different letters. The boys read out loud them with trembling voices and growing terror:

- THE COST OF ACCESS A HUNDRED DOLLARS.

- Oh, God, parents will kill us," the youngest moaned and passed out.