Morden Grey
Bio
Been trapped in IT the majority of my existence. I write because otherwise, the stories would fill my brain and it would explode. I could fill the planet Jupiter with the number of adventures that continually take place within my head.
Stories (7)
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Marigold
Rindul approached the tunnel leading to the underground sanctuary where the few remaining survivors were hiding. Two were standing topside with rifles at the ready, while several others loaded a cart attached to a six-wheeler with what supplies they could carry. Both guards took aim at her with their weapons when they approached and immediately lowered them with a sigh upon seeing who it was.
By Morden Grey4 years ago in Fiction
What's in the Box
What’s in the Box “Ulias!” the older man shouted. “Where’s the toys your mother and I got you? Did you take them apart?” he looked under the bed and then in the closet. One of his eyebrows shot up to see all the cars, dinosaurs and action figures all in their containers, neatly organized how his wife arranged them. “What the…?”
By Morden Grey5 years ago in Fiction
