Sunday Stories: “Valkyrie”

Valkyrie by¬†William VanDenBerg She lifted my car above her head with one arm. A gang of trolls blocked the expressway. They caroused and drank tar from an asphalt truck. Lightning burst from her free hand and she zapped the trolls to powder. She put my car down and asked if I was alright. I said yes and extended my hand in gratitude. Her palm felt like a nine-volt battery wrapped in satin. I considered asking the name of her lotion. […]

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