william u cowser
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46yr old enjoyer of reading interesting stories, sci-fi and anime watcher, and part- time gamer during my free time. plus enjoy challenging myself in obstacle course runs!
Stories (17)
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The Rebirthed Dream
What is the dream when it becomes all too real........does it stop becoming a dream? I began to ponder this thought as i got up this morning at 6am, Damn alarm clock, lol. I thought i had forgotten to push the snooze or turn it off before going to bed, just so i could have an excuse not to get up to go to work, but after having a week off, it was "back to the grind" again. At least when i awoke from my slumber, a good song was playing on the radio alarm to put me in a good mood.
By william u cowserabout a year ago in Futurism
Within the Neverending Woods
After the three days I spent in the barn as a "guest" of O-wen the Owl, the bad weather had come and past, and it was safe for me to continue my journey into the Neverending Woods. It had rained that third day, so when I awoke, the air was crisp with the smell of the trees, with a light foggy haze hovering the ground. The sun had yet to show itself, but was slightly blurred behind the morning clouds.
By william u cowser2 years ago in Fiction
The Wintry Visitor
With the pillowy snow that surrounded my family's cabin, I looked outside the living room window and smiled as the rays of sunlight began their slow descent over the mountains. My parents would be staying in town overnight due to the roads, which suited me fine, my "visitor" that would be coming soon may put them off if they were ever to meet. The sun's last rays over the mountain, sunset changing into hues of red and violet left me a mix of calm and excitement as to what was to happen next.
By william u cowser2 years ago in Fiction
The Unknown Road
Last night i had a dream...... I was standing on one side of a desert road, and on the other side, a figure with a sword. They wore long black boots, a grayish shirt, and a grayish hooded jacket. In the middle of the road, two items were faced back-to-back: a bleeding rose, and a jester's hat.
By william u cowser3 years ago in Fiction
"Who am I......"
"The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own." It had been a month since Cyrus and Emily Mckay moved into their first home, a month since they went to an auction event and bidded on a 6ft antique mirror, which they brought it home, a month before occurences with the mirror would present themselves........
By william u cowser3 years ago in Horror
Of Clouds and Dreams, Part 1
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. "Wow", I said to myself, "Something of this phenomenon, and timely too, this is gonna be new experience for me to figure out." Although this had been only the second week i had observed the appearance of these lavender puffs, starting from sundown, counting down the hours til midnight, then their formation into existence, i still had not yet a clue as to why they were here, and better question yet, how or who created them.
By william u cowser3 years ago in Fiction
Into the Unknown
"To anyone who picks up this message, my name is Capt. Preston Reily of the shuttle Lliad. I am alive and well, in an uncharted part of the galaxy, which i can not describe. Do not under any circumstances send an recon party or probe to the abnomaly recorded. More details to follow soon, hopefully....signing off."
By william u cowser3 years ago in Fiction
The Lady of Camp Moonbeam
The sun had begun to sink slowly over the emerald colored mountains, displaying the last of its embers into a haze of yellow-orange light, soon giving way to tints of purple streaks across the sky growing into blue twilight. As if given a silent signal, a glowing blue moon began to rise where the sun once stood. What few clouds remained, the moon's beams shown through like luminous searchlights throughout the land, and the camp, known affectionately as Camp Moonbeam, for which the area and the lake were named.
By william u cowser4 years ago in Horror
