Amongst my mother-in-law's hoarded treasures, a rusted Normal Rockwell tin weighted down ... [+]
Jesse Richmond is from Mount Pleasant, Utah. He spends a lot of time thinking about stories he wants to write and considerably less time writing them down. He suspects this will always be the case. "Solomon's Lines" was runner-up in Short Edition's Long Story Short Award, 2020.
Fred tiptoed into his room and slid into his desk chair, casting a worried glance over his shoulder as he opened his laptop. Typing as quietly as he could, he logged onto Artium Obscurorum and navigated to the site's forum. He opened a new thread under "Help/FAQ," then started to write: "Hey all, name's Fred, 22-year-old amateur sorcerer. I've mostly just dabbled in conjurings, but I've been trying to pick up a little necromancy to bring in some cash on the side—" All at once he froze, holding his breath; he'd heard the noise. An energetic, almost jovial clickety-clack was moving down the