After tipping his hat, the hat took their orders and went back to the kitchen. Pips let out a soft snort, shaking his head gently to and fro. "That hat's probably either your kid, or mine," he said nostalgically. "And here we all are here...at Scooper's. …

I wanted to say yes

to the invitation to dinner

to the offer of company

to the slanted smile in your eyebrows

.

I wanted to say yes

to your desire for my body

the hunger in your eyes

and the scorching seduction of your skin

.

but I keep saying no

I keep c…

Malika shivered. The events of the night still weighed heavily upon her, and it was difficult to wrap her mind around the loss of her village, the fight with the Lycanders, the destruction of the lesser deathless, and the conflict with the greater deathle…

A yearning pit of doom. This place felt like death. Empty. Desolate. Yes, someone or something had killed everything that was good here long, long ago. Privately, she knew what it was. She could see it. She could feel it. She watched as the creatures walk…

The station was usually busy, built to accommodate semi trucks and newer than the one across the road. It was late when we stopped, so the lack of traffic was not unexpected. Lights were on brightly and a lone couple drank coffee at one of the 3 booths.

…

'Unusual' is a word often used to describe Tamori Taka.

Wearing a kimono of green and gold, befitting a Dragon Shugenja, she would stick out in a crowd of peasants, but what makes her stand out among Samurai starts higher up.

Uncommon enough to see such…

Orthael came back slowly, as if he had been diving in a lake and sought the surface from deep below, and found himself gripping Judgement in his right hand. This did not surprise him: he had always assumed implicit, even in the warm domestic comfort of hi…

I'm heading on a trip quite soon

My open suitcase nearly filled

I should be glad, I shall see friends,

And, honestly, I should be thrilled.

.

But something close to nightmares loom.

Such anxious visions crowd my dreams:

My bag's misplaced; I'm lost in g…

We ran. It had been a narrow escape. The police drones were stopped by the casino doors and the security cameras didn't cover the alleys well. Two buildings over we climbed the fire escape to watch the cruisers scream and screech to a halt, too late to ca…

Rita jumped back, only getting the front end of her skirt lightly singed. "You're blue. Why the heck do you have fire powers!?"

"You're the one who wanted to fight," the blue girl taunted.

"First, I thought you had water powers, and second, I was playi…

Hi everyone I'm Azel, I decided to make a post at this random site for something to do and I hope it's fun here, maybe someone will read these and want to respond! That sounds like fun!

I'm away from home now, I don't know just where I am, and I wish I co…

Her laughter broke the silence.

Ed knew, at the sound, what had been lost; what could never be recovered. The wait was over, and now the fight, or the flight, would begin. He cursed the urge he had yielded to: a hunger for light. A spark of knowledge: her…

They called it The Game. Every month a new round began, drawing thousands of competitors. Most were insane, or simply suicidal. Its ten deadly traps, called Levels, had claimed their millionth victim just last month. The billion-dollar prize was seductive…

God how she hated the burden on her limbs

That muddied her air and scratched at her skin

She resented the effort it took to get up

And believed that intensity proved her weak (and f@%ed up)

+

But she told me this morning that now things have changed

Her …

Eris stepped out of the dank cavern and into the cool night air. A gentle breeze blew past, carrying the sounds of the nearby city with it. She smiled, looking down upon the city, with all its bright lights and busy people.

Oh, if only she ever came here…

Hundreds of people slept peacefully in the vast, dark room. Long rows of them, side by side, covered by blankets that featured cartoons of money, of far off places, or boys and girls playing sports. Each person was plugged in to a rich cocktail of drugs c…

Pink hair again. It hadn't been pink since ... that time when ... and it all went normal again. I was normal. But not now. The dream tore through my mind, Aether burned into my skin, the skin changing, turning, petrifying. Pink hair falling. Eyes followin…

My name with foul insinuation's tarred

By people who seek easy victims meek

To charge with crimes in public. Life is marred

And razed for me. Now, everywhere I seek,

.

I picture enemies in friends I knew

Before this whole fiasco. Do they now

Believe tho…

Devin hungered for conversation. That didn't happen much when he was around people. He tended to be the quiet sort and when he did say something it was usually the wrong thing. Two days out with nothing but a couple of dozen head of cattle as company and …

Hair dark and damp were stirring in the wind

and I sat on a rock and looked at her

naked back as night made his descent.

The reddening sky background to flocks of gulls;

no voice, nor song of other son of Man

was to disturb our tendersome farewell.

Kathy von Carey

Hung on the lamppost

Bucking and swaying

Then slipping again

.

Leaping to snatch it

She grasped the loose wires

Bucking and swaying

Collapsing in pain

.

Children be cautious

In all of your playtime

There’s fun, but there’s danger

So mind h…

A bell rang in the distance, and Malika rose from her cot, plucking Morduth up from where it lay beside her. She knew the sound of that bell because she had heard it regularly most of her life. This was not quite like the bell in her village, though. The …

The alley wasn't completely dark behind the Chinese Restaurant where a brick wall faced me. Rudy.

I began the translation program.

"Hello, Rudy."

"Bonsoir, Elsha"

"Please let me in. S'il vous plaît laissez-moi entrer."

"Mot de passe?"

"I don't have a pa…

Hard Drive jumped in the backseat and positioned Acrylic in a wrap hold. "Okay, wake him."

I kicked him in the heel again and after a whine and a moan, his eyes fluttered open and he began to squirm.

"Gerroff me!"

"Acrylic. Look at me!" I got right in his…

Beckton breathed out consciously as they approached the end of the bombe racks and risked a look back at Newkirk, who was twirling his wand restlessly. It described complex arcs of revolution and counter-revolution as it span, but gave no hint of the magi…