Erika’s fingers tense on the steering wheel as she approaches the Kansas-Colorado state line. Endless fields of wheat, waiting to be harvested, sit on both sides of the interstate, the stalks rustling whisper-soft.
Andrius Kavalauskas, the last magician of Lithuania, closed the door and rested his head against the wood as the nurse’s footsteps faded away. He smelled cabbage and pork cooking from the apartment across the hallway and knew that in a few hours he would find a plate of food sitting by his door. Daina was a good neighbor, a good friend.
The soles of Alison’s shoes marked each limping step away from her front door. She tugged the scarf on her head, pulling the fabric down to cover most of her forehead, and shoved her gloved hands deep in the pockets of her jacket. A woman’s voice, high-pitched and nasal, broke the 3 a.m. stillness.
A prolific writer of speculative short fiction, Damien Angelica Walters’ work has appeared in magazines such as Beneath Ceaseless Skies, Lightspeed, Apex Magazine, Strange Horizons, Electric Velocipede, Nightmare Magazine, and Daily Science Fiction, and in anthologies such as Glitter and Mayhem, What Fates Impose, and Year’s Best Weird Fiction.