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The Cabin
On August 4th 1995 at The Cabin on Adelaide Road, Patrick Parker and his wife Joana Parker met for the first time. The lively corner bar was loud yet quiet enough to have a conversation. The light were bright yet dim enough to conceal any blemishes.
By Henry Windle5 years ago in Fiction
An Era After
Azoline remembers racing up the Deus Tower, the highest structure in Seattle. If they made it to the helicopter port on time, they could hijack one of the copters and fly away from law enforcement. No, they never committed any crimes or inflicted harm upon another human being, though everyone thought they were human in the first place. After they were exposed of their hidden abilities, their adoptive father was killed and all four of them were forced to flee.
By L4uryn5 years ago in Fiction
A Few Notes from the End of the World
Call me Rat-man. I doubt that I would recognize the sound of my true name were I to hear it, those strange puffs of air that conjure up the world. Nothing remains save the Rat-man’s mind (however tainted) that is its own place and contains the world entire. I am the last voice; this is the last story, and I am sorry that there are no better words than mine to tell it.
By Mike Carson5 years ago in Fiction
The Kingdom of Wross
Once upon a time, there was a Cancer who stole a Queen's heart-shaped locket in the darkness of the night. The law of cause and effect would set a path to make all things right. Twas 7 years later when a call was taken place. By a Capricorn once in love with the fate of Cancer at the stake. The new Queen of the kingdom, Scorpio, heeds the call and asks what could this be? For the pain of the death of the Queen has made her heart unwell and a forgotten being. But the devastation of the lost heart necklace stolen was the true tragedy. For the kingdom had lost all of its life force and with it, it’s kind-heart Majesty. It was the gem in the heart-shaped locket that brought this kingdom inner peace. The power of the locket was universally seen.
By Tasch Thomas 5 years ago in Fiction
The Observers
As I clasp my gold, heart-shaped locket tightly in my hand, I instantly feel a sense of peace. The cold metal against my palm ignites memories inside my head of my mother. The world before it all changed. I think of Mother often; her laugh, her smile. She was the strongest person I knew. She had given me the locket as a reminder never to be afraid and that she was always with me. One of her favorite sayings was, "What doesn't kill ya will make for one hell of a story!" A smile reveals itself on my tired face as I think about her. However, it fades just as quickly as it appears when I realize that even the strongest woman in my world was no match for what happened.
By Shannon Newman5 years ago in Fiction
Sector 9-11
When I dream of my perfect life—the ideal one that only ever exists in my imagination—I envision endless light. The UV rays from the sun beam down on me from above. They envelop every inch of my skin exposed. In this dream, I exist no further than as a houseplant albeit with more complicated emotions. My skin cells photosynthesize the energy into nutrients to support the growth of my limbs as I stretch up and out to reach into the sky. Only once I have made it up into the clouds do I reach transcendence: pure Nirvana. Given this ideality, I can only hope that how I exist in present is as a seedling: expanding and strengthening my roots. The water that stimulates my growth soaks into the soil, my home, and fills me up from the inside. Nourishing me. The darkness that surrounds me exists only temporarily as I gain the resilience to sprout—to thrive—above ground.
By Christine C5 years ago in Fiction
Utopia
Utopia By Brandi Wanto The simplicity scares me as I think about it from start to finish. Drilling an ice sample in the artic ended our civilization as we knew it. Cutting into the ice was cutting back in time. Ancient micoorganisms were free to mingle in the air. The bacterium and fungi swept through humanity killing anyone without immunity. Over 90% of the world wiped out in seven years.
By Brandi Bowers5 years ago in Fiction
Limos Rises Again
2052. They predicted the oceans would do us in. No. It was the bees. It was the flies. It was all the creepy crawlers we swatted away mindlessly before the Fall. Most imagined the end would come barreling out of the sky. Or else some forgotten primordial beast would lumber out of the ocean and consume us for our transgressions against nature.
By Laquesha Bailey5 years ago in Fiction
The High
The faint blinking of distant hazard lights illuminated the narrow alleyway. The heels of Annette’s boots echoed as she walked towards the back entrance of her club, hands in pockets, only her silhouette visible. She moved with purpose.
By Ashley Smetana5 years ago in Fiction
Jeffrey
A collector bot stands just outside the forest line of the clearing surrounding the massive glass habitation dome. Two caretaker bots stand across from the collector in conversation over a wealth of human objects in its possession.
By Chris5 years ago in Fiction
Disability can divert fate
Once upon a time there was a king who liked to go hunting in the prairie with a large and powerful retinue. Once the king chased a leopard with great authority until the speed of the leopard slowed down, then the king calmly bent his bow and shot an arrow at the leopard's neck, and the leopard fell to the ground.
By Jenniferu Millerr5 years ago in Fiction
A Life for a Life
Yesterday, I talked a man down from a bridge. I wish I could say it was the first time. Deep down I knew it wouldn't be my last, and with all my heart, I wish I could say I was more successful in those moments. I approached each with hesitancy, asking the same question, hands drawn high, "May I sit with you?" His name was Bill, and he silently gestured an open palm to his side.
By Christian Prosperie5 years ago in Fiction