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  • It Isn't What It Is Because What It Is Isn't, So It Goes

    If contradictions can tell a truth Then Time is Timeless And I’m a faculty of my mind— likely whole because I have a psyche/ soul in my brain, Like achromatic, white, blinding sunlight does contain all of the colors, all of the vision, all...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • On Patrol: Division of Information

    The rest of the watch was relatively uneventful. I briefly caught sight of the ship that was following us. Or at least I thought I did. Shadows moving among clouds at night made me uncertain but it did set me to thinking. Why would any ship follow us t...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Dearest Chris,

    We’ve had a good run, haven’t we? I’m proud of the man you’ve become and of the legacy you’ve created. I hope you’re proud, too. I just wanted to say, I’m sorry for the struggles and the pain. I know you feel t...

  • Overdrive

    “How was it?” Marcus asked, as Mara slipped out of the pilot’s seat. “Awesome!” she replied. Her grin was dazzling. “But this overdrive is insane! I actually had to keep my foot on the brake just to keep from losing ...

  • Of Self Resurrection & Shadowy Pasts

    A blistering wind buffeted my parchment duster as I stood on the icy bridge of Lost and Found, watching rail cars rip by. I had just disembarked from a dangerous train, it’s locomotives powered by dragon hearts thumping onomatopoeia! onomatopoeia...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
  • Payload

    The weapons bay is a shambles. Steamer trunks are strewn about the floor. Many are broken, lids gaping wide. Most of the trunks are empty, the ordnance they once carried having long been delivered to their respective targets. A few, however, remain pac...

    • Author: Jim Stitzel
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • I'll be watching over you

    Sam, It’s been a year now since we broke up, and I’ve come to this conclusion: I’ll never get over you. Do you remember when we first met? You wanted to hide from the world. The first day I saw you, I knew that you were the one that I...

  • Streetlights

    It is dark. The civilians don’t suspect anything yet. Other than receiving some beautiful looks, I’ve gone unnoticed. But for how long will the public be unaware? I fear the day that they find out. I’ll be running again. Trapped like ...

    • Author: m0ri
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Room with a View

    This morning, she woke to blue skies streaked with clouds still slightly pink from the rapidly retreating dawn. A vast panorama of trees showed red, orange and yellow, with the occasional almost startling green. As usual, she spent the last few minutes...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Barriers

    Laying in bed awake, I take long deep breaths to try and loosen the tightness in my chest. It’s after midnight and I should be asleep, I need to be asleep. Tomorrow is a full day. I hate facing packed days short on sleep with no room for a nap bu...

  • Fitting the evidence into our preconceptions

    I sweep my weeping child up in my arms and hold him close. He wraps his legs around my waist and I drop my hands to support him under his bottom and to stop his skirt from riding up too much. It’s going to be a few minutes before he is able to sp...

  • True Love

    I look up from my book as she walks into the room and joins me on the bed. “Hey sweetie, what’s up?” I ask, folding down the corner of the page and placing the book on the nightstand. Instead of answering, she cuddles closer. “I...

    • Author: Emilou
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • This Rant Concludes In The Comment Section (Mature)

    Once upon a time there was a world full of billions of people, and o- f those droves rose a select few who ac- crued billions of doll- ars, and of the multitu- des of human existence innocence lived in squal- or with crying infants and callused feet tr...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Loss After Loss

    I took a deep breath and tried to quiet my mind. It was no use. Stories of those that had preceded me, desperate men all, gave rise to visions of blood soaked fields and merciless spirits that hunted debtors in the night. My need drove onward and I ope...

  • Nadir, Abed Nadir.

    Me: “Woah!” Abed: “Woah.” Me: “Dude, you’re real!” Abed: “Yes. As far as I know. Though I could be a projection. Or maybe you’re the projection. Hard to say. I need a totem.” Me: “I have...

  • Puked (Superhero Black Hole, part 120)

    sssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaa dude? “Hmfmh…” ssssssshhhhhhhhhaaaaa doyourequirehelp? noitscoolgimmeaminuteDUDE! “What do you want?!” “I think you can get out of the foetal position now,” said Zoe. I...

  • I'LL BE GONE (Mature)

    Alex again… it was always him. I frowned, rolling over to avoid his hands reaching for my throat. “Take off the damn mask!” he yelled at me. I quickly leaped to my feet, searching my vicinity for something to defend myself with. The g...

    • Author: m0ri
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • Witches Are Not Included In Census Data

    Boredom was the order of the day. Boredom and… paperwork. Who knew life on a military base would be so dull? Even for a civilian contractor. “Sam! You’re daydreaming again. I asked you if you’ve ever seen her?” said Privat...

    • Author: kyle90
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Warning

    Laura stood in front of the cracked lens of her Matrix. Catching a glimpse of her reflection, she smoothed some of the wildness out of her hair and tugged creases in her bloodsplattered jumpsuit smooth. There was nothing that she could do for the bruis...

  • Careful What You Ask For

    “You’re being given a glimpse,” the anonymous voice declared. Of what? “Of the return to the source.” it finished. Where’s Clay? How come I can’t see myself? Who are you? The voice started again, “Clay is...

  • The Twilight Years of Neptune

    Neptune was an old man. When his bones ached, he slept in the warm seas of Earth, a narrow opening in the water snaking to the surface so he could breathe. Such was his mastery over the one of the most singular elementals, he could do it in his sleep. ...

    • Author: zxvasdf
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Odd Beginnings

    The blow sent Shawn reeling, his jaw aching from the force of Caleb’s fist meeting the bone. Giving a pathetic cry, the college student fell backwards. Shawn’s head connected with the pavement with a numbing slam. The four older, more athle...

    • Author: Riley
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • i will never look at you the same way ever again (Mature)

    how would i? why should i? you, the innocent one: sweet, loving, caring. i thought you a bit abstruse, but nevertheless without a flaw (of such great magnitude). but you are the most flawed of us all and i thought it impossible though i doubted your ...

  • Messenger: After the Torchlight Red

    With trembling hands I closed Gearwing Four’s maintenance hatch, sighing with relief. It had been a nerve-racking exercise, especially as the Master had insisted on using the Byzantium modules instead of auxiliary mainsprings. Byzantium-powder he...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • 1YG 945

    “One year ago, on September 4th, 2004, Stephanie Childress went missing. She stopped her car alongside I-83, crawled out the passenger door, and vanished. Today, after 365 days of searching, we officially declare her deceased.” Stephanie tu...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Coming Back Home

    She woke up under her cloud of gloom. She wriggled under the weight of gargantuan rocks that she clawed on top of herself weeks earlier. She felt different that day. She found herself floating back to the days of sunshine, and friends, and writing. Her...

  • Maidens Of The Sands: Splitting Up

    They got bored glances from guards and were completely ignored by Northerners. They made their way from the edge of the city into the market square where shouts, smells of food and cheap perfume, and blandly dressed peasants filled the whole area. The ...

  • DLA

    “Dripping lobster arms.” “No.” “Dried leaves from Argentina?” “No.” “Oh! Dried leaves from Ar-hen-tina.” “Still no.” Carla and Alec had used the better part of a half-hour trying t...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • Growing Up In The Universe

    A man sat in a small, dimly-lit office, surrounded by computer screens, server racks, and empty pizza boxes. He hadn’t shaved in three days. The design on his t-shirt was a drawing of a galaxy with the words “you are here” underneath....

    • Author: kyle90
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • 29Z 426

    Janice was used to the sounds by now. The beeps and whooshes had a rhythm she could feel. It was the percussion of her husband, still alive. For twenty-nine days she’d watched his body slowly heal, and his eyes remain closed. Occasionally, she...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
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