Jorge stretched out his legs until his joints popped. He sighed as he relieved pressure he hadn't consciously felt. It was hard not to fidget on the plastic-y surface of the reclining chair. The rest of the room was antiseptically boring, so sterile it ma…Posted 3 years ago
He can see her there, standing just on the other side of the glass. She's next to him, of course, there but not here. He can reach out with a hand and touch her shoulder. She smiles at him. Warm. Affectionate. But also sad. Because he is not truly there. …Posted 5 years ago
It's so frustrating not knowing why things are the way the are. I'm on a familiar street. I think it's my own but it's hard to tell. It looks and feels like I should know it but there is no sense of recognition. It's night time and the street is dark, alm…Posted 5 years ago
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 1 year ago
Malika stepped back, spinning to her left as another creature lunged out of the darkness. The sword in her hand sang with need, and she swung it up in a swift, arcing motion, ramming it into the creature's chest. Its momentum as it slammed into her knocke…Posted 5 years ago
The name given to the ship of Gwen and Bass is The Sound of Silence. In drawing the picture, I took inspiration from the Simon and Garfunkel song, and from the story of Sleepless Domain
The Inner Barrier is from the night that Alchemical met the ele…Posted 2 years ago
Story is marked as maturePosted 6 years ago
Malika tossed a glare at the Orthael. "Why?" she barked. "What has the All-mighty Flame ever done for me?" Her words were barbed and full of anger. Her shoulder throbbed, and she wanted nothing more than to be gone from this accursed place.
She paced o…Posted 2 years ago
She walks down the street in a red dress. Her long, black hair, emerald eyes, and pale skin catch me, even from across the street. How is it that no one else notices her?
She turns her head, looking directly at me. A smile, a wink, and I'm frozen in plac…Posted 6 years ago
Beckton lit a cigarette himself while Newkirk scribbled down a long note for his factory chief.
"It is a shame. I was almost finished with this. We put Fireball in a Bofors cannon - quite a lot better than Firebolts coming out of a Browning machine gun.…Posted 4 years ago
"I know this sounds weird, but I really do love my husband."
"You love your best friend," the bartender argued. "There's some serious chemistry."
"Do you have children?" I asked her.
"Yeah. Two girls."
"Congrats. Do you love them both?"
"Yes, but kid…Posted 4 years ago
There's a lot of junk out in space in orbit around the Earth.
Even though the crew of the Refuse Recovery 3, or RR3, a play on Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, had been out picking up space debris for 7 years, they'd never seen this before.
Frozen, every non-met…Posted 4 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
As I sat on the train to Atlanta, my mind was full of doubt. Not too long ago, this very train had taken him out of my life. Would I ever be able to find him again? What was I going to do in Atlanta? I wouldn't make a good recruit, but I didn't have any s…Posted 5 years ago
Malika fled the village, passing scores of Lesser Dead as she did. Not one approached her, whether in fear of the destruction she had wrought just moments before or because they no longer deemed her a threat she didn't know.
Nor did she care. Her shoulde…Posted 2 years ago
Story is marked as maturePosted 7 years ago
They come for you at night, you know that?
They come and they take you. They bring you to their ship or their lab. They put things inside you. Little machines. Little machines so that they can talk to you. Tell you things. Tell you that they are in contr…Posted 5 years ago
Malika pushed forward with single-minded focus. She would complete her task, with Orthael's help or without it. It mattered not to her which way the work at hand was done.
She passed through the clearing where moments before she had just performed her ba…Posted 2 years ago
Grey mist sails past his face, and it is enough to shake him from his reverie. His mind is sluggish, slow, as though he is awakening from a dream. Perhaps he is, but then he has woken into a nightmare.
He looks down at his hands, outstretched before him,…Posted 5 years ago
The guard in front of the incubator chamber checked Alan's ID carefully, moving it to see the holograms dance. Mother as always hired the best. For herself.
“Sorry for your loss,” the guard said.
“She'll be back soon,” Alan replied, staring at the seedp…Posted 6 years ago
"Humanity should be still and calm." The tall, faintly luminous figure placed a six fingered hand up to a the transparent field of shimmering green energy that showed a hazy image of a spinning planet dominated by blues and whites and greens. "We've giv…Posted 3 years ago
"Swift..easy," <kapow> "Dead."
The spotter located the next target and started, "Swift..easy," <kapow> "dead!"
A crisp cadet followed by an older officer called the sniper and spotter to attention," Platoon Guide Chapman and Assistant P. G. Gutierrez?"
Th…Posted 5 years ago
When we find each component,
We become So that not water, no flame or air or quake could not break us down.
This is how you make sure you love who you are and you stand within your power.
When you know you are:
Stand …Posted 2 years ago
"... happy hunting, boys!"
I looked down in time to see the LAUNCHCON light flick from red to green. Lifting the safety cap off the switch below the tiny glow, I waited my customary three heartbeats and flipped it upwards.
The locking arms released us …Posted 6 years ago
Friday. Sunny, cool under the shade of tall oaks. Breezy. The park was calm in this early hour where most are just starting their workday. Perfect for running.
Not perfect for crying alone at a picnic table.
He saw her halfway through the first lap. The…Posted 5 years ago