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The Gungnir Takes Flight
Part 1: The Helmsmen The Counterweight Cantina was a multi-story lounge and restaurant that was nestled inside a smoothed grey and red asteroid that formed the space-side high end of South Polar Tower. It was the fastest place to get a drink and a bite to eat since it was mostly staffed by androids, except for several of the cooks and one advising floor manager. Skrilxya had been here once as a child and was back again nearly a decade later. She remembered a pastry she had ordered: a large slice of lemon cake, and she paired it with a piping green tea.
By Bryce Greene-Forgue4 years ago in Fiction
Achieving More
*THREE YEARS LATER* "Miss Arizona Yu! How do you feel about your new series, Dear Society, Can I Be Pretty Too? surpassing the ratings for previous highest hit of all time despite the imprisonment of one of the actresses, Taste the Moon, that more importantly starred Carmine Jung? You two were publicly known to have a close relationship before he returned to Korea, so many of us are curious; you entered the industry now, and we're all enamored with your example. Are you two competing these days?"
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
What Happened to Evan Wheeler: Expect the Unexpected
"Oh shit, what do I do?" I asked myself. I frantically ran around the house, making sure everything we needed was ready. When I felt comfortable that I had everything, I ran back outside. I stepped outside and saw Josh leaning against the trunk of my car.
By Alexus Sylvester4 years ago in Fiction
Dreamer - Chapter 24
A blast of cold air hit my face as I stepped into the hospital; a bunch of nurses and doctors sat around, typing away at their computers or walking around to each individual patient they had to check on. I walked up to the front desk, scanning my eyes over the nurse sitting there staring at the computer. She wore a laminated nametag that read Janell in small medium sized black letters.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
On Top of The World
"My mom has stated you have requested her presence." Carmine brought back the curtains of the basement windows. It didn't bring much additional light, but it was enough for me to awaken, and for once I was glad to be in the basement rather than a higher floor, where the sudden brightness would've made me go blind. Having to adjust to the change in lighting meant that I did get somewhere in falling asleep in the "dungeon", so I should be happy about that.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
When The Night Is Darker
I give up on tossing and turning if it's going to stay with me all night. As before, the hidden basement of the house that hid me away better than any other room could, seemed to be the same place that opened up every memory inside of me that I didn't want to resurface. It gave me cold sweats, and a numb body, I couldn't live going through it until morning.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Zero Hero
"I'm sorry Nica, but you know that I can't return your feelings. You've always been a little sister to me, and I value that a lot, but I can't give you any more than that." Carmine walked up his front steps, flowers retrieved in hand, without effort done to hide them. He was working so hard to be casual with her random presence that he didn't realize, and I had no way to tell him.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
His Healing
"This year hasn't been a good one for you, huh Carmine? I didn't get the chance to pay my condolences because of the loss of your mom, and now you have a dead government official in your basement that was after you too? You're lucky you had someone around who knew about me and called me. Who was she anyway? Do you know?" The doctor took down an IV bag that just ran dry, to replace it with a new one.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Flooded in Red Memories
Blood. That rich red made me despise what was once my favorite color. It always was, because it was the one that represented Mom and Dad's love story. How in awe they were of the red leaves that'd branch off of trees in autumn with interlocked hands, or the bright sunset that made the entire sky a watercolor when they held each other's embrace.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Flashing Lights
"Carmine. Your phone. Give it." I mouthed it to him from behind the man with the blade. In his weakness, Carmine saw me, but as more blood trickled down from the side of his neck, a confused eyebrow raise was difficult enough for him. That didn't mean I could stop him from fighting. I needed him, so that I could be there for him myself. He needed to give me this little boost before I could take control.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Don't Scream
"Whatever you do, Riz, don't make a sound, and don't move." Carmine spoke in a breathy whisper, one that gave away that he was up against a struggle or a fight. The blanket still covered my entire body head to foot, and I was too in a daze to comprehend what he meant or why he would say such a thing. I wouldn't be too surprised if it was another bad dream that mixed in with my painful past experiences.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction
Muted Freedom
"Oh my, sweetie. Don't be silly." The woman tapped me gentle against the shoulder. She acted like there wasn't any big deal; like I were a normal person, and she made the atmosphere light and fluffy when she joked. It put me at ease, slightly, but I couldn't give a stranger my trust at an instant. She herself knew that I couldn't. She knew she was going to have to gain it.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Fiction