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The Death Joel McCartney
"Is that a house?" Dewey asked as he viewed the horizon from the cliff. "I believe so, but it doesn't matter. Let's keep going." Joel answered, looking at the house. He turned his horse and began to trot along the cliff edge.
By D. Horn3 years ago in Fiction
The Threshing
I have dreaded this day for as long as I can remember, and now it is finally here - my 16th birthday. I am told that long ago, one's 16th birthday was cause for a huge celebration. It was widely viewed as a sort of rite of passage into adulthood, a symbolic transition to the bright and glorious future. There would be loud, noisy parties with string lights, balloons, and layered cakes with sparkler candles. There were DJ's and pop music and dancing. It was a time of joy, excitement, and eager expectation for the future...but that was before, this is after.
By Red Sonya3 years ago in Fiction
The Cape Buffalo
You believe that justice has been thwarted, that your efforts to bring your fugitive to custody have been in vain. I believe, Marshal, that I can shed some light on the recent events, if you will bear with me. Although this is a private message, and I have scribbled it down in haste (please be patient with my handwriting, if not my spelling of certain English words), I trust you will be able to elicit some degree of satisfaction from what I am about to tell you.
By Eric Wolf3 years ago in Fiction
The White Christmas
Am I prepared for this Christmas? I am aware that many people have been anticipating their Christmas gifts since the beginning of the cold season. We dive headfirst into the holiday shopping season, searching high and low for the most thoughtful presents to give to our loved ones. Having a cup of coffee in the snow is a match made in heaven.
By Hazel Paradise3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 90
Rhilo decided to keep his distance once again . He must believe in his stamina I thought , as he shot one wind ball in our direction. He jumped in the air and then shot one at the ground at a 60 degree angle . Propelling himself into the distance . We both dodged the wind ball and let it go past us . It kept going until it landed in a small pond sending all of the water in the air . The immediate area became misty and I went to Visceroy to tell him my new plan .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ 89
After the dodge and gaining some distance , we hid amongst some trees . As so we could have the upper hand in our next exchange . Even from a distance we could hear Rhilo yelling out loud ." Hiding won’t work !" We could see where he was because , a strong gust of wind started to circle him as he walked around . He was destroying small trees in his path .Even the big trees were highly damaged . He walked around carefully and slowly while searching for us . As to be cautious for surprise attacks . While he walked around the wind surrounding him casually destroyed his surroundings .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 88
Rhilo jumped backwards in the air . He waved his fan at the ground . When he did that the wind instantly formed and then turned into a larger green ball . He shot it at the ground and launched his own body into the air to gain great distance from us . Then he spinned really fast again , waving his fan while mid air . Launching two green balls of wind at us this time .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Frolic and the Dwarves of Hestraen
CHAPTER ONE: THE BEGINNING OF THE END ••• "It's a good thing we got here when we did," said the chief dwarf, Marginal. "Looks like they were trying to get into the caves again!".
By Echezona3 years ago in Fiction
Bella, I Love You
Preface Dear Reader. Thank you for the click. even if that is all it is, it means more than I could ever say. This excerpt is part of a short piece that I started work on years ago and never really completed. I'm led to believe that is a pretty universal experience among writers! So what you may also know is that sometimes these bits of fiction are - while incomplete - deserving of the light of day. And I thought I might share it with anyone who's interested.
By T.A. Seed3 years ago in Fiction
Eli's Project
Rashmi Dube was going to work. Like a billion other 26 yr old men all over the world at 6 AM. But most men didn't have to try and commute via an open-air rickety train alongside a couple of thousand people. Women holding children, men holding huge bags of garbage, and even a woman holding a chicken under one arm. This was a combo of a New York City subway and every rickety bus flying through a jungle in South America. This was the dirty side of Mumbai, India. The side the tourists never saw. Mumbai was a city divided. There was the downtown district, with so much to see and do there. Everything from Museums, Art galleries, and Ancient Temples, to booming nightclubs and Bollywood. And then there was Dharavi.
By Angela Mabry3 years ago in Fiction
The Terrible Fate of Gideon Dormer: Part 1
Some questions have always had easy answers. Questions such as “What is the sum of four and nine?” or “What is Queen Victoria’s first name?”
By T.A. Seed3 years ago in Fiction
The Lonely Christmas Street
This Christmas has become unbearable for me. This has never happened to me before. I mean look at those couples on the street! How happy they look, unlike me.
By Hazel Paradise3 years ago in Fiction