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Eden's Lament
The acrid smoke from the sour wood of the campfire billowed through the silver hair of Eden’s 72 years, but she didn't break eye contact with the newly 18 year old Eve. Whose mother had told her she must hold Eden’s stare and let her in to forge the link.
By Ben Jeans Houghton5 years ago in Fiction
The Concept of Dystopia
Hold on a second. Before we start here today I must say that something absolutely horrible happened. I just walked out from the office, finding out that there are no more reserves left. We might run out of food and perish! If anyone around here happens to hear me and knows how to help out, please do so. It means even more that money.
By Alice K.S.5 years ago in Fiction
The Event
The Event The rain never stops. the thunder sounds like the sky is going to split apart at any moment and the ground constantly shakes when it rumbles. The lightning is not like anything anyone has ever seen before. brighter than daylight and strobing like an old time nightclub. There have been sounds eminating from the distance. We are all starting to believe that there must be creatures that have spawned from the event.
By Gerry O'Brien5 years ago in Fiction
Cypher's Heart
Cypher’s Heart Written by: Pamela Thornton “We are currently 20 minutes from the earth atmosphere. Please find your seats and buckle your set belts.” The lady said from the main station of the space craft. 23 days since Cypher, boarded the space craft and left her home from Orion. In her hand she held a small golden heart shape locket and a letter in a langue in which she did not know. This trip wouldn’t even be taking place if the telecommunication pad could recognize the langue. The locket had had her puzzled ever since she found it in her mother’s things. Her mother had passed in a fluke accident, a man had gotten mad at the waiter at here favorite café. The man threw his coffee in which short circuit the window with the view of earth and forced it to open. The suction from the open window had not only taken her mother but 5 other innocent bystanders. Months of trying to pretend that her mother was just at the store or the café and would be back Cypher, decided to start cleaning out her mother’s things. That is when she found the locket deep in a wooden box that her mother had brought form earth. The locket it was a picture of a man whom she had never seen. This was not her father who died in The War of The Nations. Her father was extremely handsome, tall, with blonde hair and was from the southern part of America. Cypher’s mother had made sure that she knew every detail of her father. Cypher loved to hear of the stories of her father, but this locket had her puzzled. The man in the locket seems to be of Asian descent, with small eyes and darker hair.
By Pamela Thornton5 years ago in Fiction
Adapt or Die
It’s the year 2070, it’s been 20 years since the melting of the Arctic and Antarctic. Earthquakes, tsunamis, sand storms, and hurricanes wiped out billions of people, as did many other natural disasters. It was too late for the government to help us, but people continued to petition in hopes that the government would help them, but when they realized there was nothing they could do, they went dark. They abandoned us. They left us to fend for ourselves. We haven’t heard from them since.
By Grace Gaebel5 years ago in Fiction
Friends Forever
Things definitely took an unexpected turn for the worse: the virus had mutated; the vaccines stopped working. The world population had dropped to a mere five million in a matter of months. Every major city had fallen into shambles, society had taken on the "every man for himself" mentality, and freedom was nowhere to be found. I did have the occasional fleeting thought, prior to all this, of what it would be like to actually live like the people in all of those Mad Max movies; I imagine these weren't exactly the circumstances of "living the dream" that anyone had in mind. What has become of the world is a terrible thing indeed. However, in spite of everything, my only concern was finding my dear friend.
By Tiffany Barta5 years ago in Fiction
Historical Flash Fiction
A Christmas Wedding Elizabeth ran her hands over her grey woollen skirt. Butterflies danced in her stomach and she dismissed them; foolish, at her stage of life. John was a good man. There weren’t many who would take on a widow with five children. And he helped with young Henry when others averted their eyes, unwilling to take in the boy’s enlarged head, laboured breathing, or the fact he could not sit properly despite being three years of age.
By Heather Ewings5 years ago in Fiction
Heed My Handmaid's Tale
To whatever unlucky soul may find this letter, Sometimes life doesn’t work out the way you imagined, and that’s certainly what happened for me. I’ll start at the beginning though, as not to confuse anyone reading this. My name is Elizabeth McLane, or at least it was, when I was alive. Not to say that I’m not alive, but I’ll get to that. My life was rather average, I had loving parents, a great job, I was doing well in school, and had plans to marry my high school sweetheart. Life was great! Until my boyfriend gifted me that stupid locket. It was a gorgeous gold locket, in the shape of a heart, and it complimented my golden tan skin perfectly. Getting that locket was the start of all of my troubles, however.
By Jessica Monson5 years ago in Fiction
Avalea
Prologue Vea I walk the streets of a city which is unrecognizable. A cacophony of neon and granite, people bustling past me with their eyes ahead, focused on the next video, the next platform. Food vendors go about their business, competing for the next mouth to feed and shares to earn. I keep my head down and continue along my path, waiting for the moment I remember what my place in all of this is. The moment that happens at the same time, every day.
By Jessica Duthie5 years ago in Fiction
