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  • Technically daft test

    Wand'ring through the glade like a lost Womble on speed, I sought refuge in the cleft of a sycamore tree.

    Posted 6 years ago
  • Self-Love, i

    I need to love myself--but that's quite hard.

    I don't know how to do it, nor do I

    Have guidance, step by step success. I'm barred

    From learning this great skill--I heave a sigh.

    .

    Oh, if there is a way to learn, I'll study,

    Take notes, and practice till I…

    Posted 26 hours ago
  • Husky

    The explosions and detonations that seemed to batter their senses without break were briefly overcome by the new and incredible din of piston engines starting up close by. Mornington riffled through his knowledge of the Navy's carriers: this had to be HMS…

    Posted 1 month ago
  • For What Comes Next

    Malika nodded slowly. "Very well." Her voice hardened. "What be next... Reliath?" She stumbled over the holy man's name, unaccustomed to addressing one of the clergy so casually.

    "That... what did you call it? Malylech? That Malylech. Why were we unable …

    Posted 7 months ago
  • The Darkness Desolate

    Malika was silent for a time, regathering her composure. She was embarrassed by her reaction, especially in front of this man. Finally, she nodded solemnly.

    "The Archbishop is gone, as you presume, holy man," she said, "as is everyone else I ever knew. T…

    Posted 7 months ago
  • Delta-V

    I can see the stars, but I don't have the fuel.

    My trajectory is set, but I'm gazing off to the side.

    I'm going somewhere, but not where I'm looking.

    The possibilities are limitless, but my choices finite.

    I started too early, and I'll be too late.

    W…

    Posted 1 year ago
  • Bargaining Post

    The thing that spoke to me had the face of a dead god but used the voice of my father. I had known to expect this. It was a by-product of the bonding ritual that gave a semblance of life back to this former deity. Not that any of the gods ever truly died,…

    Posted 3 years ago
  • War Wounds

    Malika pushed off from the ground, slowly rising to her feet. The pain in her shoulder FLASHED a hot red, and for a moment she was sure she was going to pass out. Black spots floated in front of her eyes, and an overwhelming nausea flooded through her mid…

    Posted 8 months ago
  • For you, Always.

    “You seem off,

    Is everything okay?”

    “Yea I’m fine,

    I just need to pray.”

    “Are you sure?

    I’m here to talk...”

    “Yes, uh, of course..

    There’s no need to balk.”

    ...

    I should be worried....right?

    I shouldn’t just let them be.

    Because it’s the middle of the…

    Posted 3 months ago
  • six word write

    "which flavor cheese?"

    "the yellow one."

    .................................

    Posted 5 years ago
  • More Questions Than Answers

    Malika looked to the holy man.

    "What say you, Reliath?" she asked. "Why didn't the greater dead destroy us, as Morduth suggests?"

    Orthael thought for several long moments. "I cannot say for sure," he replied. "But perhaps, while the creature is more g…

    Posted 7 months ago
  • Wizarding Bee Levels: A New Year's Premise

    So by now we all know that there’s no logical explanation why honeybees can fly, weight and wings and stuff, it shouldn’t be possible, but bees fly anyway. Perhaps bees are magical creatures, then. And the drop in bees’ quantity is alarming to the wizardi…

    Posted 3 years ago
  • An Englishman in New York

    Story is marked as mature

    Posted 4 years ago
  • Twelve Word Entry Challenge 2

    Prunella turned from her novel and rolled her eyes in copious disgust.

    Posted 5 years ago
  • Lost Things

    The floorboards creaked with my passage, threatening to collapse, but the key is to be sure and confident - uncertainty is infectious, and many a man has died by his own hesitation. My boots did not pause until I reached my destination - Building Grachkin…

    Posted 1 year ago
  • Man-Made Post (Made of Man)

    I don't know how I made it through what came next. The next days were a blur of pain, both physical and emotional, and fever dreams, in the rare moments when I slept.

    My first task was to split the figure of my father in half, carefully using the tools o…

    Posted 3 years ago
  • God-Post

    I held that piece of flesh up before me, bitter distaste filling my mouth. If what my father and I had done before had been blasphemy, this was surely something far worse, to desecrate the body of a god in such a way.

    And yet it was necessary. This war b…

    Posted 3 years ago
  • The New Normal?

    "Okay, so... Yeah. We've got this." Captain Gaia looked us over. "Hero Corps, let's..."

    "Uh, question." Even I couldn't believe I had spoken up, never mind that I had just interrupted Captain Gaia!

    He stared at me for a moment. "Is this going to tak…

    Posted 4 years ago
  • Monster

    Nine-year-old Timothy Lane sits on the edge of his bed trying not to look at his closet. The room is dark, but that yawning portal is darker and more terrifying to Timothy than anything else. He twists his hands in his lap, trying to find the courage to w…

    Posted 31 days ago
  • A Flame Snuffed Out

    Malika did not bow her head. So far as she was concerned, faith had failed her. Her eyes had been on the holy man, his vestments - tattered as they were - and on the implements of his office. And so she saw the candle of Varenniel puff out of its own ac…

    Posted 7 months ago
  • Insecurity

    I'm trying to care less about what other people think of me: trying not to perpetually perform for an imagined audience, trying to forget all the invisible eyes on me.

    4am in the dark lair of my study, two locked doors between my face and the world...

    Posted 5 months ago
  • For Whom the Bell Tolls

    A bell rang in the distance, and Malika rose from her cot, plucking Morduth up from where it lay beside her. She knew the sound of that bell because she had heard it regularly most of her life. This was not quite like the bell in her village, though. The …

    Posted 7 months ago
  • Why Pray?

    What is the point of prayer?

    We ask god to make things a certain way that have been what they are all along.

    Please don't let it be cancer

    Please let it be mold and not a dangerous building toxin

    It's not like god miraculously changes it from what it is…

    Posted 7 months ago
  • Darkness Withdrawing

    The cold in her shoulder withdrew. Malika hadn't even been aware of it until it was gone, but it eased some of the pain from her injury.

    Some of the darkness from the Greater Dead leeched into your body when you struck it, Morduth said. It seeped in m…

    Posted 8 months ago
  • Darkness Overwhelming

    Mistress. Morduth's voice whispered into Malika's mind. It seemed distant, far away, echoing far back in the recesses of her consciousness. It was odd hearing him like that. Before its voice had always been so strong, so vivid.

    But that was before. Bef…

    Posted 8 months ago