It wasn't funny anymore. The first few times, maybe, but it had been several hours now and there was nothing remotely humorous about it. He wasn't yet ready to give up, though.

He reread the note, searching for some tiny scrap of useful information. He h…

I sat hunched over my glass of whiskey. It was a double. It had to be. No other amount would do.

She was out of my life. I wished her well, but I couldn't help but worry for her, a person I felt so deeply for.

I mourned her as if she were dead.

I lifte…

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I raised my glass of Southern Comfort to the lone cupcake. "Cheers."

The whiskey was sweet and warm but didn't sit right in my stomach. Groaning, I set the glass back on the stained table, which was sad and bare except for the cupcake and the whiskey.

M…

"Humanity should be still and calm." The tall, faintly luminous figure placed a six fingered hand up to a the transparent field of shimmering green energy that showed a hazy image of a spinning planet dominated by blues and whites and greens. "We've giv…

If there is a God above

If there’s a being filled with love

If there’s a master of my fate

If there’s a devil fueled with hate

If there’s a battle raging on

'Twixt angels and demons, eons long

If there’s a heaven and a hell

If there’s a coming judgement k…

It wouldn't stay on.

I tried several different sized of bandage but no matter what, after moments, it would detach on one side and I wouldn't be able to get it to stick again.

It taunted me. I couldn't help but pay attention to the nuisance either becau…

The professor drew deeply on his cigarette: the tip burned brightly in the semi-darkness. He seemed to be lost in thought for long moments, but eventually gave something between a long exhale and a weary sigh. Smoke obscured the space between them before …

He gently shook his canteen and judged that the water might last until perhaps sundown. If he didn't find a creek soon, tonight would be dry and tomorrow would be more difficult than usual. He took a small sip of tepid water, then closed the canteen tight…

I ran through the tunnels, following the sounds of your laughter as they bounced off the walls around me. The shape of the tunnels played tricks on my ears -- every time I thought I was close to catching you, I turned a corner to find you were no longer t…

She was one of those monster people Ruta had heard of. She'd never actually seen one. She prepared an arrow and let it fly, but the small girl easily dodged.

Ruta shot several more arrows, but the girl dodged them, too. "Just let me hit you, you stupid th…

I just had an image for a series of co-written stories, just for the experience and the cameraderie: one person writes an opening story; another person writes a sequel to it. Then either a new writer or the first one writes a PREquel to the 2nd writer's s…

I used to be a medical technician, until the mass murder. It was a regular Tuesday afternoon, I was having my coffee – two creams – and reading the paper. My job was relatively easy, but my boss always made me strive for more. I snorted into my coffee as …

It was a beautiful night. The power was out on our block, so I had a gorgeous view of the Milky Way. Our Husky, Demetria, decided that the middle of the yard would be a wonderful place to howl at the moon. I expected that our neighbour, ever the one to lo…

After lasagna and a nice night with my boyfriend, I had a chat with my best friend. He spared me the details of his recent weekend getaway. All of his sentences began with 'I' instead of 'we'. I found that interesting. He'd mention her name, but it was in…

Vines and creepers covered every part of the bulkhead's interior. Sickly brown leaves, branches whose mottled bark looked like scales, as well as wicked looking thorns choked the mouth of the doorway. The metal surround it had warped, in some places buckl…

Dr Geld did what he could for them in his primitive surgery - little more than a crack in the rock, furnished with the few bits of medikit salvaged from the lander. Another sand storm - elemental, yet not impersonal. Only a fool could now maintain that th…

I'll get to the point yea, right away

I'm having trouble handling my life today

I've been ridiculed, mocked, and I've been clocked

And I have no defense, my senses locked

I've been disrespected, my pride is all infected

The world in online life reflected

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We called them Blackbirds, after the queens of speed from another age. Beautiful machines, though you have to become slightly detached from the numbers to fly them. At the cruise phase, they fly at 0.9C - ninety percent of the speed of light.

Incompreh…

Often, Penny wished she could go back in time. Quite often.

She felt like her life had become a bit of a mess.

She hadn't left the apartment in a few weeks. She hadn't showered in a month. Most of the time she found that she just laid in bed and stared …

Mother screamed as an angry cantaloupe chased her through the produce section of Walter’s Grocery Store. A few feet away, a horde of vine ripened tomatoes gnawed at the ankle of a little, old lady, while a head of kale viciously assaulted a dread locked …

You wake to the shivers of dreaming, cold sweats and stifling, suffocating, scratching sheets.

Torn into reality like paper.

It leaks through the holes like static, influences and misdirects, reality as uncomfortable as the humidity soaking through st…

Has your mind ever been so loud in thoughts, that when something makes you stop thinking.. you realize how deadly silent the air around you actually was? That's how I felt today.

Silence

I never realized how busy my mind was- whether in lists of to-dos,…

Grims surveyed the horizon moving only his eyes. He held a long butted rifle against his shoulder, barrel hot enough to warm the air near his neck. Nothing moved. The jamperscamps and mooncats had vanished at the sound of the first shot. In the ruddiness …

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