roger Crane
Bio
A retired English teacher, Roger writes for the love of writing and creation, populating real or imaginary worlds with characters who reflect on us, helping us to appreciate the act of living. Roger loves writing spontaneously on prompts.
Stories (3)
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Fate or Fight
They were all gone. Her parents, her little brother, and everyone else had been taken and she had been left. Out of 245 passengers plus the crew, she was the only one who had survived the plane crash. It seemed incredible, impossible, or—simply—fate. Merlin believed in fate, but was it fate that she should survive the crash into the ocean, only to die on a deserted island? Could that possibly be fate, or merely cruel circumstance?
By roger Crane5 years ago in Families
Gupta
Gupta Gupta sat cross-legged on the boulder, his hands resting on his lap, and he thought. At least, that is what he appeared to be doing, with his eyes closed. It was a very large, smooth boulder that he sat on, and Gupta looked like any ordinary boy about ten years old. However, he was not an ordinary boy, and a great sense of peace seemed to emanate from him. I don’t know how else to describe it.
By roger Crane5 years ago in Futurism
The Soldier's Story
The Soldier’s Story Marvin leaned against the brick wall and muttered to himself. He had just had his money stolen again by some of the thugs who infested this part of the city. They were like termites in rotten buildings, he thought bitterly, devouring everything with no thought for what it had cost someone else. And the city was rotting. Too many people had forgotten. To add insult to injury, the young men had kicked his metal bowl across the street.
By roger Crane5 years ago in Humans
