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The Wisping Wind
Paul laid on the beach thinking to himself, “They say the perfect beach experience doesn’t exist. But it does. Lounging here, the sun warming my body. The waves bringing in the cool ocean breeze, as it blows the hair on my back from side to side with each roll of the tide. The closest I’ve come to liking a warm clime. Perhaps this was the best time. A turning point. One can only hope.” Turning back over to read his book, he continued to enjoy the first bit of joy he’d had in months.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Fiction
From the Ashes We Rise
“There weren't always dragons in the Valley,” pop-pop Mwatinga would remind Suhali. He never liked when she would stare in disdain as the poor creatures passed their house on the way to school. Now in adulthood, Suhali worked for the Dragon Acceptance and Integration Council. This was a far cry from the prejudices her father had raised her with.
By Atomic Historian4 years ago in Fiction
Phantom Shift-The Redux
This is Part Two in a series. You can read Part One Here. Please be sure to follow to Part Three at the End. 5:43 am, Anacostia, Washington. Jason Costas, a counterintelligence agent with the Defense Intelligence Agency waits for his bus. He had arrived in his position by a rather circuitous route after the Air Force. Despite the accident of his agency recruiter’s ignorance, confusing his last name with the common Spanish last name Costa, he was glad the man had stuck him in the Latin America division. It wasn’t much fun to keep working on signals intelligence at first, but things took off after his transfer to the human intelligence side of the house. The irony that his first deployment was as a civilian was never lost on him. But that was all in the past now. Long gone were his days of recruiting and running sources from Santiago to Caracas. No more getting chased through the narrow streets of favelas. What he would give for one more sunset on the beaches of Los Cobanos. But he’s a company man now. It was time to work his way up the ladder. One more year, and he could apply to the Office of General Counsel.
By Atomic Historian4 years ago in Fiction
Retreat at the Camel Cove Lodge
Fsshh, fsshh, clack, clack. Martin could hear the wind leaking through the poorly secured window, rattling on its hinges. There he was, Martin Finch, Chief Financial Officer of Kalt Analytics, arguably one of the most powerful men in the country. Now huddled on the floor of a previously luxurious lodge, sharing a couple of sleeping bags half-zipped together with his wife, and personal assistant. But Martin knew from his experience on K2, that they would have to find the sat phone, or find a way out on their own soon. Despite the deplorable conditions, he was happy that the walls of the original cabin stood strong amidst the deluge of rock and snow that took out the west wall. What started as a great idea had turned into a complete nightmare. They were only supposed to be there for four days. Now, it has turned into one of the longest weeks of his life. Mister Durandeau, the chef recommended by Jeff, had been rationing their food for the last few days. And to make matters worse Harpreet Kaur, the company’s Chief Accounting Officer, and Kevin Hall, a creative director the company hired to help them take their brand public, were now missing.
By Atomic Historian4 years ago in Fiction
I'm Glad You Changed Your Name
A group of misfit companions must cross a cursed land to save to their world from the clutches of a crazed wizard. In their quest, a good wizard leads the band to take on the growing army of monsters of the evil wizard. No, this is not Lord of the Rings. This is Wizards, Ralph Bakshi’s 1977 post-apocalyptic science fantasy film.
By Atomic Historian4 years ago in Fiction
