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Do you remember, the way that they screamed? I remember it always. When my eyes are open, when they are closed. When the world is silent, when it is filled with noise. Sometimes I wonder, whether it would have been better if we had all died. Sometimes I wonder why they let you live and not mama or papa. Sometimes, when I am with you, it is worse because you make me remember: crouching in that dark cupboard with our two bodies pushed together and…Continue
Added by C.C. Rocker on March 29, 2014 at 6:39 — No Comments
Sitting cross legged on the bedroom floor, the Ogre grinned triumphantly.
"By the Stars of Ashterank, I smite thee with... Um... Fire Storms?"
Jodie, the Elf Maiden, groaned and folded her fanned cards.
"You can't cast StormPyre on a member of the Assassin's Guild Mikey. Did you even read the rules?"
Mikey peered myopically at his spell cards, then shrugged.
He looked to the Dungeon Lord for approval, but Jay was busy assembling a…Continue
Kodren and a surviving cadet weaved their psychokinetic tendrils through the abandoned building. They had to find—ah! Kodren pulled the trainee's thoughts to two minds idling a floor below. One was the blind innocent—imminent collateral—with its low IQ connected to its master by a short thread of thought. The cloud that veiled it was Wendall's consciousness, a monsoon of torrential power that thundered with malice. To the cadet's credit, she didn't flinch from it.
The circular room was adorned by various portraits of vanquished disciples from the past thousand or so years. In the center of the room, a long red-brown table sat, surrounded by a dozen high-backed chairs. The table and the chairs were identical in color and appeared to have been hand-carved…Continue
"Woman want baby. Woman want JuJu.”
“JuJu. It’s magic. African magic, white or black.”…Continue
It was 20 minutes past midnight and Jon and his three friends, Richie, Danny and Jason found themselves outside The Neon Exchange nightclub, an A board sign outside its main door advertised Friday - 80s Night and subtitled Don’t You Want Me Baby?. “Come on lets have some fun” Jon said to his friends and they ventured in.
Narrow stairs led down to a large packed room where 1980s music throbbed as they inched their way thru the throng of clubbers, many in retro 1980s…Continue
The Good Samaritan
By Meredith Loughran
Word count: 492
“Help! Please help!” a woman called from the side of the road, waving her arms frantically. The wind and rain soaking her hair into a matted mess.
Paul almost drove past her. Almost. He never picked up strangers or hitchhikers. You just never knew the type of person you were going to encounter.
He had heard about carjackers who stages a damsel in distress on the…Continue
You can’t beat the buzz of a blind date and the step in to the unknown. To be fair, that was an exaggeration as you can see their photos on the site and chat to them online first, so despite its claims, you’re not going in to it that blind after all. There had even been occasions when the right prompts and questions coupled with a bit of clever detective work has led to finding their Facebook…Continue
Three women, breezy dresses; one honey-skinned, perhaps from somewhere hot and spiced, the other two could have been sisters, mousey, not thin or fat or particularly tall or short. Three women, about forty, I cannot recall what they wore on their feet.
I remember walking past them, squeezing along the narrow strip of pavement between their café-side chairs and the busy street. I smiled as I turned inward to shimmy past. The one with lovely skin glanced up and our eyes registered…Continue
Her stop was several blocks away, but she stepped off the train anyway, just beating the closing doors. She’d had enough of the voice chattering away. The old woman had droned on and on about how ungrateful people could be when she tried to give them gifts. She looked like her grandma but more wizened and toothless. She smelt like she should have died years ago. It was difficult to smile and talk back to the crone with the respect her mother had taught…Continue
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High school buddies embark on a road trip to Jasper National Park where they have an unexpected encounter with the local Mounties. You won't want to miss the world's slowest car c…Continue
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Towering pillars of sparkling crystal rose up on either side of me as I entered the dome-shaped structure. I stopped in the doorway and looked across the great hall. The pillars were spaced out in even intervals from one end of the hall to the other – a wide, brightly lit strip…Continue
“Where do you think you’re going dressed like that?” Matt asked, peeking over the monitor of his laptop from his desk.
“Oh my God, you aren’t my mother,” Shannon stated, putting her lipstick on before blowing herself a kiss in the hallway mirror.
She had thigh-high stockings on with a little lace at the top, three-inch heels that showed off her fabulous legs, a short skirt showing a peak of promise at what it barely covered, and her…Continue
Added by Amy Sumida on March 22, 2014 at 20:58 — No Comments
One big thing I look for in books is unique settings, particularly cities. Ankh-Morpork, Ambergris, New Crobuzon, Midian, Rapture, Nightside...I love these places There's something about a city; on the surface it promises so much: stability, security, culture. It's only when you get down into them that you see the seething mass of disease and chaos. And when you take that city and put some kind of unique spin on it...
That's something I really want to do, but how do I begin?
The warm, summer breeze caught one of the many dandelions on my front lawn just right and sent its white seedlings sailing into the air. As I watched from my window, the seedlings disbursed in all directions and I thought of how nice it would be to be small enough to grasp one - to ride the wind and…Continue
Yesterday was bitter cold. Today, it was warmer, so I took a walk outside. I found a tiny puzzle piece in the woods. It looked like a tree or a bird or a dinosaur, but I couldn't be sure. So I took it home and let it roost on the window sill, where it became a speck of dust and a black hole.
When she got home from school, I brought it to Salome. Although the newness of it made her happy, initially, she…Continue
When I received Eric’s heart five years ago, he tried taking his life just as I was trying to save my own.
I only had six months to live, and boy I wanted to live. Luckily Eric was an organ donor. He was brain dead, but they kept him alive long enough to harvest organs others so desperately needed.
My recovery went better than expected. My natural optimism improved when I realized I had a new lease on life. I needed to thank someone for this second chance. Eric left a widow. I…Continue