The Rift
A Very Short Story
The other kids called them knocker rifts, I suppose because they claimed to have seen them in the caves along the northern shore of the fjord where the water meets the rock face of the cliff. In my opinion, you can convince yourself of just about anything when you are thirty metres into a hole in the rock, your only source of light is a flashlight powered by a Radio Shack D-cell, and you are up to your ankles in water. A knocker, according to Luke Vargas, is a not-entirely-human cave dweller. He says they built the rifts and use them as traps.
Thus begins my tale which Piker Press has graciously placed on the cover page of the February 16, 2026 edition.
Do head over now to Piker Press website to read the rest of the story. I hope you enjoy it. I especially like the artwork used to illustrate the otherworldliness I tried tried to convey in my story.
Cheers!
Adam