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The Last Mission to the Vandals
I swallowed the heart-shaped locket without a sliver of hesitation. The Vandals encircled me like grotesque effigies, sunken eyes gleaming within druidic headdresses of petrified flesh and bone. They rifled through my possessions in silence – the Southern Vandals had long lost their capacity for speech in the Great Undoing. Speculation ranged from industrial solvent abuse to mass vaporization of the vocal cords via atomic shockwave. The truth, however, remained elusive. Even voiceless, they were a people dreaded for their wanton brutality.
By J. M. Thompson5 years ago in Fiction
A Bitter End
1 year ago She stood tall upon the balcony, eyes shining wide as majestic flames engulfed her city below. They hadn’t believed in her power. No, instead they had belittled her, dismissed her as nothing but a fragile and naive woman destined to remain obedient by the side of a man - a man who would be worth more to society than she ever could be. But now, as their cries of pain shattered through the air, the immense heat penetrating their flesh and dissipating every fibre of their beings, she knew she was powerful. She had finally made them see. Her hands remained steady on the railing, teeth glistening like pearlescent snow as she smiled. For the first time in her life, she was truly satisfied. It was an end, an end to the prejudice, discrimination, injustice and abuse that had plagued her city and sucked out all humanity like a leech. An end to the cruelty that had spread and contaminated the minds of the inhabitants. This would be the rebirth of a nation. Her nation, built in her vision. A nation where all would be pure and there would be no darkness. She would make sure of it.
By Emma Q5 years ago in Fiction
You Can't Keep a Good Dog Down
The dog's howl cut through my sleep and had me instantly awake. I opened my eyes and made out a dark shape standing on my bed. Totally disorientated, I flailed out with my hand and managed to hit the light switch. The light revealed a large Springer Spaniel standing on my bed.
By Robert Michael Warr5 years ago in Fiction
Kim
A wartime army camp is no place for a little girl. It's no place for any child, but it didn't stop the children from coming.
By Misty Rae5 years ago in Fiction
Tar Sands Monster
Heavy haul driver Ron Ross got a nasty surprise on the job today and was lucky to walk away in one piece. After receiving a load from the shovel he began driving back down to the wall to unload, when he heard a very loud banging noise coming from the back of the truck.
By Mark O'Neill5 years ago in Fiction
Trituration
Trituration Sometimes it's the first moment of the day that catches you off guard. I opened my window to see fire engines and police cars burn rubber as they rushed down the street. While this wasn't something completely unheard of, since the city had a large crime rate, it also wasn't completely normal. I could feel it in my bones that it was a sure sign something unusual would happen and it was the way I wanted the day to begin.
By K8W5 years ago in Fiction
Vision of Angels
A storm rolls in and rages in a purple-pink hue. Thunder crashes on the ground and trembles the nearby houses into a panic. As the clouds get closer to the ground, I think that this will be it my first tornado, too bad it's going to be on my house. As the swirling vortex of an ashen nimbus get closer to my door, it makes contact with the placemat in front of my door to clear up and reveal a blue eyed, blond hair, chubby baby. I blink once, then twice, then open the door to see the baby extend their arms towards me. I grab its' chunky arms and feel the cool touch of skin. As it starts clinging to my calves, I push it aside and cling closer to my doorway. I don't trust it. I see the baby look in surprise at my haste to run from it. Then with an unbothered look, he turns and wobbles away. As my vision enlarges, I notice that every house is going through the same wonderment that is encountering me. There is an exodus of hundreds of these ethereal babies, in all the shades of the world, with different fabrics of color representing the cultures of the world. They seem to be heading over a small hill in the distance. As I watch in awe, I begin to fear if this is a test. My vision that I had last week came true and I took it lightly. Was I suppose to keep him? He seemed happy to stay but also was indifferent after I rejected him to stay.
By JIN5 years ago in Fiction
The World That No Longer Glitters
The last ship went out last night. The world is quiet in the pre-dawn hours, and I long for just a few more moments to steep in dreams while I lay in the cot I’ve been provided.
By Jillian Spiridon5 years ago in Fiction
The Ember
Lorenzo stepped away from his dyes and plucked the picture from the ground. Frowning, he tossed it away again, clicking his tongue. In the bustling marketplace, the picture was kicked and stepped on and brushed along this way and that. Anulti stepped away from her butcher’s booth to pick it up. Her brow furrowed as she studied with curious eyes. She slipped it into her pocket. Perhaps, she would manage to find its owner.
By Nicholas D Greiner 5 years ago in Fiction
Religion Renounces Its Faith
Author's note: OK. One funny one now, but fits in nicely with the first couple of serious posts I published here on my new platform. (They were all rejected btw, for religious content. Can you believe that? Me? Of all people, rejected for religious content. The irony is delicious. lol!) Moderators/reviewers and children of all ages prepare to laugh and cry, and be amazed by my humorous skill. In the classical The Onion style format. Seriously, not one of my best efforts but still pretty damn funny I think. But, then again, I would think that, wouldn't I? I sure hope so or why would I select the dropdown "humor" when asked what community to submit this work to. I might just select it to try and throw the moderators and reviewers for a loop. To mess with their heads if you will. I would never do that though, never...lol! BTW note to moderators/reviewers. If you are friends/enemies with anyone at the Medium corporation do not believe any of the lies they say about me. They are almost 100% not true. Almost. And now, finally, on to the story. Did I already say prepare to laugh? Also, I believe it now meets the required 600 word count minimum. Check out my author's postscript at the end for more on the fate of this little humorous tidbit.
By Everyday Junglist5 years ago in Fiction
One Step More
He heavily drug one foot in front of the other, as the weight of the heat danced on the distorted horizon. On and on the figure marched through the sweltering heat of the day. He had been walking for… He wasn’t sure. It had been two and a half days in truth. But the unrelenting sting of the sun had burnt the truth out of his mind. It had burned away the thought of her green eyes, and the last night he had spent in the company of humans. It had burned away the nightmare that was the last two nights. Burned away the glowing white eyes in the darkness of the decrepit buildings they had taken refuge in. Burned away the screams of the children and the horrible thrashing and tearing sounds that echoed out of the darkness after they were silent. All of it, burned away by one of the only real things that existed here. Heat. With all of his thoughts gone there was only to walk. One step. Then, one step. On and on until… He thought he saw a tree.
By Alexander Cantrell5 years ago in Fiction
Coming Home
I'm looking out the window at earth. It's so beautiful from this height that I almost forget about the terror that's happening below us.
By Nicole Darrow5 years ago in Fiction