Stories by
Sean Vivier

We took a troubled child from your world and gave him absolute power over a land of magic. Still, the reign of terror surprised us.

Sean Vivier teaches when he isn’t writing.

He had the crone curse every man in the castle with deadly plague. As he crested the wall, he wished he’d mentioned the women, too.

Sean Vivier’s last name is pronounced like Vivian but with an R.

So much pain, so much death. So much metal upon him. Ironheart could not be a man, she swore, but an automaton. Until he lifted his helm.

Sean Vivier works at a Sudbury school and as a line dance instructor.

Goliath awaited the beheading blow, prone. He’d failed to save his people from conquest. Worse yet, they would cast him the villain.

Sean Vivier works at a Sudbury school and also teaches line dancing.

Private Coleman never talked to his brother after the resurrection. He’d given his last full measure. You don’t give that back.

Sean Vivier likes SF, in case you haven’t noticed.

The Prodigal Son sighed. His family’s talk seemed so dull these days. He had nothing to share. He’d seen so much they hadn’t.

Sean Vivier is a teacher and writer from central Connecticut.

The message came back through time. The end did come, but we didn’t do it to ourselves. That was important. We didn’t do it to ourselves.

Sean Vivier is a teacher and writer from central Connecticut.