Shaw

Joined February 2021

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Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge

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Consuming Darkness
Sunlight asphyxiated on the smoke and ash still hanging like death in the air, staining the sky a sickly orange. The silence creeping amidst it was heavy as it pressed deep into every crack and crater. It was happening again. The peace that had been so begrudgingly agreed upon had only lasted twenty-two years. This was the beginning of something unimaginable.
By Shaw3 years ago in Fiction
Beneath Moss
There weren't always dragons in the valley. They used to roost somewhere beyond the treeline, keeping a safe distance from the few homes scattered at the base. They used to be just as wary of humans as we were of them. Something altogether more dangerous pushed them toward us.
By Shaw4 years ago in Fiction
Wishes of Monsters. Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge.
[CW: implications of child abuse] The world churned and constricted as the coin slipped between Gemma’s fingers. It slipped down into the velvety blackness. Gemma waited, unbreathing. In a moment, three things happened. A tinkling splash echoed up the well, the world unfurled and expanded, and a strange voice filled the space surrounding Gemma.
By Shaw4 years ago in Fiction
Looking into the Abyss
Night had usually come in long wisps of pastel. Tangerine and salmon bleeding together until they fell away into dusty rose and, finally, the deep indigo-black of the ocean. Night had usually come in on the soft rush of waves, the wind carrying in a fine spray that glittered beneath the street lights. Night had usually come in like a dream. But not that night.
By Shaw4 years ago in Fiction
Deep Turquoise
It was always a fear in the back of my mind, what lurked in the deep blue, but it was a risk I was always willing to take. Surfing was never just a hobby I picked up when I moved out to Cali, never just something fun to do on the weekends. It was a lifeline.
By Shaw4 years ago in Fiction
Breakwater
The animals knew. They did from the beginning. Even now, they know. The thing was, nobody ever bothered to pay attention.
By Shaw5 years ago in Fiction
The Stories We Keep
There were two things I remembered most from my childhood. The first, and the main reason I was paying good money to see a therapist twice a month, was that my parents were incredibly inept at, well, parenting. It seemed they’d had me as some sort of bizarre challenge to fulfill some picture perfect family ideal, but as soon as the high from their achievement wore off, they’d grown bored of me. When silly little me finally figured out they were never really going to be an active part of my life, I found other ways to keep myself occupied. This led me to the second thing I remembered most as a kid.
By Shaw5 years ago in Humans
The Usual Way
It really should not have come as a surprise at all when Connor found a little black book on his kitchen table that morning. It was surprising, of course, seeing as Connor lived alone and was, as far as he knew, the only person with the key to his apartment. Even then, it really should not have been a surprise. Not in the least. You see, Connor had been dreaming of that very same book, sitting there on that very same table, for upwards of twenty years now.
By Shaw5 years ago in Futurism