johnnyjet – A story that for me started as though it was going to be something almost frightening, but as it was told it grew in the telling and became something so much more. A wistful look back at bygone days, and a look ahead to the corrosion that time brings. I don't think it matters whether something is little more than a failing machine, it could well be an allegory for life in general. The passing of time and the weakness that comes at the end, the feeling that you are no longer what you were and that you are no longer necessary. But, and it is a big but there is something more, there is the unspoken bond of friendship, the feeling of friends sticking together and the true depth of doing what can only be done by friends, the pulling of the plug at the end.
BigJ – Another excellent entry. In this case it is one that I found chilling and made me ask the question 'Is the raven really there?' Either answer is acceptable, and each one is as chilling in it's own way. If the bird is real, then it is some kind of demonic force driving a man to commit the most heinous of deeds, possibly ones to add to things he has done before. On the other hand, if the raven is not there it is some kind of psychotic delusion, perhaps the heart of a darkness that drives a serial killer to commit his crimes. Terrifyingly brilliant.
Jordan – A story of the slow destruction of love, and how such a great emotion can slowly be twisted into something so much worse. But it is more than that as well, it is a tale of punishment and retribution. In my mind the story is circular. The events told are thing that have all happened in the past, and the fitting punishment if for our protagonist to sit there and live them again and again.
I particularly liked the grit in the eye at the start, it really added a frustrating and painful start to the story, probably as good a punishment as any.
reiver33 – Some wonderful description here, the one that stuck out from the word go was the description of the crow, closely followed by the description of the community. It felt as though there was a whole world caught up in the words, a society conveyed wonderfully in three words. I could see this world easily, which added a depth to the story. There is the mystery at what happened with the lightning strike, and our protagonist too is imbued with a bit more depth by the end. Was he a man made into machine, or was he always that way? The union between man and bird at the end is fitting, and the last line seals the story perfectly.
Phyrebrat – It seems that this month has inspired some truly excellent responses, because they quality of stories if magnificent, filled with nuance and invention, and this one is no different. A scientist who is determined to travel back in time to the point he was happiest, accompanied by a crow. But the genius here is that when he travels back he only has a moment of glory... but it destroys his mind, leaving him with the mental capacity of a child, the irony being that the age he has become, is what he yearned for. Clever enough, but the hint at the end my lead us to believe that the mind is still free roaming time, happy in its bliss. Whether this is the case, or whether he has just obliterated the unhappiness from his mind it gives the story a dark wonder. The fact that it is told by the crow is just the icing on the cake.