"Shoot me," she screamed.
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Underneath the floor, the adventure commences.
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Roll, Roll, ROLL down the hill
'how far along are we?' Asked a small voice in his cart.
'about a mile.' The farmer answers.
Oh no! a road block!
'Just where do you think you're going in such a hurry,' Says the guard.
'Escaping the city! The army is coming…Posted 7 years ago
Once upon a time i was a ficler
ficling on ficly
but one day
there was a memorial
I wanted my ficly back.Posted 7 years ago
“Have you heard the army is coming?” The mouseman began to panic. He grabbed the woven grass hat on his head and squatted down, ready to sprint back to his cart and his family.
“No, have you?”
“I did spy a patrolmouse. He was headed for the perimeter. Had…Posted 7 years ago
The snow blew violently in my face and tried to lift the hood of my coat off my stocking capped head. The dog pulled on his leash and jogged to the nearest tree trunk, forcing his owner, me, to jog behind him. He lifted his leg and marked the base of the …Posted 7 years ago
"Hurry," she breathed, sucking the layer of glimmer and light away from my internal countenance entirely.
Lying on the chalky rug covered in footprints, a boy was seizing in my living room . He was drunk. I wasn't. I didn't even know him.
"In the bag," …Posted 7 years ago
"Hey," came a less than confident voice, "How about you stop, or else...you know...the fighting, and stuff."
Three surly thugs looked from their would be victim, a timid businessman, to see a lone figure clad in impossible armor standing under the street…Posted 7 years ago
When all other allies
Abandon my cause
I practice my howling
And sharpen my claws
With tears hidden closely
Behind shadowed doors
I plan perfect revenge
And haunt distant shores
What lying companions
That called themselves friends
All face hidden from me
…Posted 7 years ago
Younger me was a stronger me, I think. There is a determination, I have always suspected, to convince oneself that the passage of time has given at least as much as it has taken away - youth for wisdom, for example. Naivete for experience, perhaps.
But i…Posted 7 years ago
Story is marked as maturePosted 7 years ago
He eased himself onto the plastic seat in the waiting room – seemingly every hospital on the planet used the same, uniquely uncomfortable seating – and cradled her in his lap. It took a long time before she stopped crying and longer still before the shive…Posted 7 years ago
The diesel motor ran loud. It drowned out the rattling of the nearby chain link fence. The distant cars in the review mirror slid by noiselessly.
And still we waited.
The dry drone of the news complained of the usual terror attacks in other countries: a…Posted 7 years ago
Whispering, whispering, always whispering. Inseparable pair, sharing secrets, tales, complaints. They don't want me to hear. Why? Is it about me?
I shouldn't try to listen. I shouldn't let it bother me. I can do things how I want, disregard, disregard th…Posted 7 years ago
I spun around in lazy, mostly elliptical, circles. Enough time had passed--years, decades?--that I couldn't remember being caught. Orbiting her was an honor, a duty, a pleasure, a pain. It was all I knew. I kept watch because I didn't have a choice. I was…Posted 7 years ago
Before I had known her
Before I could see
Before we had met
Before there were three
Before she had run
Before she could tell
All had been good
All had seemed swell
Clearly I saw it
Surely I could see
It covered her face
The way she smiled…Posted 7 years ago
Tonia saw the tiny robotic bug skitter underneath the sealed metal door and into the Writing Room. Xe knew that there remained less than a minute before the fuse it carried would reach the bomb and tear the room to flinders, and Grace along with it. Tonia…Posted 7 years ago
She came home and began to write by the light of a candle:
When it started, my forced adulthood, I chose solitude after a childhood of endless interruptions of privacy; we were abandoned by Father and death took Mother away. As soon as I could find a way,…Posted 7 years ago
Of course there are many who fear and hate Jason Voorhees, the masked killer from Crystal Lake; he brought many to misery and worse. It's only natural.
However, there are also fans who consider Voorhees a jolly good fellow--an opinion that, they feel, nob…Posted 7 years ago
" Never from my lips would come a word of criticism about this site, but I have a few ideas that might be of use. This is not what I expected to happen when I came to write my first prompt response, but since ... well, let me just make my suggestions.
"…Posted 7 years ago
There's a new super-villain in town, Dark Cloak. Their face is never seen, but they seem powerful and definitely malicious; their most notable characteristic is a deep, black, flowing cloak or cape that serves Dark Cloak's many sinister purposes.
This eb…Posted 7 years ago
Last year I wrote an essay on edible fish; during a performance of an Elizabethan play this evening, I suddenly got the news that I had won a huge award for my Cod piece!Posted 7 years ago
ME: Hey, I heard that Karl Urban, the actor who plays Dr. McCoy in the new Star Trek films, is the twin brother of Kieth Urban, the singer. That's pretty amazing!
NEIL: Oh, for Pete's sake, Joan, you can't believe everything you read! That's just an Urban…Posted 7 years ago
Tenever grudgingly released the spell in his hand, but readied his wards all the same. They were complex, interlocking affairs with Byzantine safety procedures and a hellish rate of drain, but they were effective.
"Guys, this is Eraeon of the Firsts. Era…Posted 7 years ago
It’s time to come back, it’s time to come home
I’ll find my way home to Brockton
Though I’ve been away for ever so long,
I think I’ll return to Brockton
With Brockton I’m safe, I’m not misunderstood
It’s never my fault, I’m loved ‘cos I’m good
With Brockt…Posted 7 years ago