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Annalise, The Archangel, and The Emerald Locket
Annalise tossed and turned in the night as she dreamed of how life once was cruising down an old country road of Northwest Georgia with her parents and two younger brothers. The windows were down, the warm summer wind was blowing her dishwater blond hair in her face. They sang silly songs and played various driving games on their way to the Chickamauga Chattanooga National Military Park to watch the whitetail deer come out for their evening graze. Her family had this outing every Sunday for as long as she could remember.
By Paul whiddon 5 years ago in Fiction
Azith
Everyone stared at him as he entered the tavern, but he didn’t pay any mind. Eyes tend to follow him wherever he went, so of course this place wouldn’t be any different. The stench of alcohol hit him as he weaved in between the tables, getting stronger as he reached the counter.
By Christian Bellmore5 years ago in Fiction
A Fool's Relic
The city of Ausk was once the shining capital of the planet Juth. The buildings that formed the inner cluster of the city were large, rigged domes. Inside each of the domes were essential work and living spaces for the citizens that called this place home. One dome would be responsible for handling the power management that each of the other domes relied upon, while the other domes handled things such as produce, water treatment and distribution, etc. In total there were five domes. Four of the domes circled around the largest dome that sat in the center of the city. This dome, dubbed the "Conclave of Judgement," was where the planets government, military, and judicial administrations resided. It was the first dome to be destroyed during the Nortabian Invasion.
By Tquavious Johnson 5 years ago in Fiction
Sleeper
Perhaps we should pull back further, from Matthew to Essie. Essie is Matthew’s biographer, and she knows everything about him, all of his secrets, only some of which she put into her book. She put all of them into the simulation, for reasons which are secrets of her own. They are both good at secrets. Essie thinks of this as something they have in common. Matthew doesn’t, because he hasn’t met Essie yet, though he will soon.
By Jaramie Kinsey5 years ago in Fiction
Flawless Society
Flawless Society Excerpt From: The Manual For The Flawless Society Section 2: Natural Born Children All children, regardless of parental status (class, marital, financial or otherwise), shall be placed in the closest district learning house on the First day, of the First month of their Third year. In said learning houses, for the first three years of attendance (until the child’s First day of the First month of their Sixth year) all children will learn together under the supervision and care of Widow Wives.
By Kayla Long5 years ago in Fiction
Kori's Multiverse
AUTHOR’S NOTE: Dedicated to Korinah “Somewhere beyond the cosmos, I am someone else.” -- It’s said that the magic of déja vu is when all versions of you in every universe are in alignment. The feeling is a sign that you’re on the right path. These stories are a snapshot of Kori - a girl who exists in multiple parallel universes, a multiverse, all occurring simultaneously. If only she knew that one healed version of herself could heal them all.
By Laurén Green5 years ago in Fiction
A Hope for a Future
The sun rises yet again. The sight never ceases to amaze. There was an old saying, from before, that you don't know what you have until it's gone. That saying was true since the impact winter of the asteroid that hit earth blocked out the sun for a few years. However, the saying was even more true for the father who was watching it alone.
By Stephen Portis5 years ago in Fiction
The Panics
Alaya hesitantly looked down at her trembling, blood-soaked hands and cried with no reservation. Hot tears collected on the tip of her dimpled chin, that hadn’t stopped quivering, ever since she heard glass shattering in the kitchen. The salted river of emotions overwhelming her, dripped into the sticky crimson evidence, making a swirl of watered down red in her palms. She froze in time and stared, hypnotized by the patterns settling into her palm lines.
By Tessa Glasgow 5 years ago in Fiction
A Reflection of Death
It’s odd: I barely knew zir, but I still recall the moments Quinn and I met with a warmth in my chest. Logically, I know that doesn’t make any sense. We’ve only met a handful of times. But, no. When it comes down to it, ze will always be with me.
By Christian Bellmore5 years ago in Fiction
