We all love after-the-bomb stories. If we didn’t, why would there be so many of them? There’s something attractive about all those people being gone, about wandering in a depopulated world, scrounging cans of Campbell’s...

He continued to move forward, skirting a pocket of radiation that had not died in the four years since last he had come this way.They came upon a place where the sands were fused into...

There’s no god, it’s the elements that control this world and everything on it.

The main element crucial for the survival of life is also a demon in disguise; it will snatch your life away as quickly as you were given it.

Do I look that bad?’ I said, my voice quavering with the rejection that I was ashamed for even caring about. ‘Is that what this is all about? How ugly I look?’Patrick kept his eyes...

Who would want to be the prey in a world full of hunters?

I’m just happy to have experienced life; to have had a beautiful son and to have loved.

Make it so I never have to dream about this again—make it so we can have this…forever.

Maruman does not loll.

When he woke in the woods in the dark and the cold of the night he’d reach out to touch the child sleeping beside him. Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray each...

My dad had always said to not trust something unless it’s taken a tumble in the dirt. He’d meant it for people, and for things. Shiny and new didn’t exist for humankind any more.