A Quartet of Twitter Fiction by Alex Hurst

Eventually, it was discovered that the man who sold Jack those beans was actually Rumpelstiltskin, purveyor of oddities and parlor tricks.


A week after top minds in science revealed a world he’d only ever imagined, he wanted to be blind again. The dream was better.


The horrors of her Dust Bowl days never left her; frozen meals and watermelon rot in her fridge while she starves, afraid to waste the food.


Three thousand years, and Atlas, weary, shifts the globe on his shoulders. A new north star, a new direction; a new world.