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  • The Less Glamorous Side of Dungeon Crawling

    Idly, I traced different pawprints into dust that had accumulated undisturbed for centuries. Forimus and Bedewin stood in the corner quietly arguing over which direction we should head next. Bedewin moved her hands in quick jerky arcs to emphasize her ...

  • B3387

    “B-7,” Mary Hoffer called from the front of the crowded church hall, her voice distorted by the poorly maintained PA equipment. “BINGO!” shrieked Gladys Reynolds, excitedly waving her Bingo board above her head. Marilyn Feinstei...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • Damning Testimony

    Know this. When I first took the job at Millson’s bakery on fourth street, I had nothing but the best of intentions. My writing had not been well recieved of late and I needed a job. I would like to tell you of the first morning that I arrived, w...

  • 1WN 083

    Black 83 bounced from foot to foot, feeling the ache in his left knee. He closed his eyes and took inventory: his left hand pounded, his back was beginning to spasm, and his right arm wouldn’t lift above his head. It was the end of the game. It w...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • 1NW 656

    Paul slid the contract across the mahogany table. “This is a substantial contract, Mr. Rankin,” Sultan Qaboos mused. “I made sure of it,” smirked Paul, looking over the city of Salalah from the newly-constructed office building....

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • -To the Beat of His Own Keyboard

    “Why don’t you tell her?” Colin groaned inwardly as the question left his mouth. Asking had been as involuntary as a sneeze. Tristam shot Colin a dirty look. “You know I don’t bother other people with my emotions.” E...

  • Troubled Waters

    It was slow going. I made my way across the frozen surface of the lake, one sliding step at a time. I feared falling in. That was a death sentence. The freezing water would shock flesh into numbness and swallow a body whole. My thighs ached from trying...

  • THE HUN

    “CHICKEN WINGS!” the twins screamed from the back of the SUV. “Alright, Hun family, we’re going full assault tonight. No chicken left whole, hear me?” Dad barked from the front. And there I was, literally in the middle, im...

    • Author: awayken
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • -plus five is twenty-seven!

    23. Uncommon beauty. Beauty comes in many forms. Beauty exists in the eye of the beholder. But what constitutes uncommon beauty? Instead of answering the question, tell me a story. 24. Universal Themes: Food Brings Us Together (or does it?). Write a st...

  • Wild Honeycomb

    “Hajime! Wait up!” Akiko cried from a street behind. Hajime closed his eyes and quickened his pace. She had made a fool of him yesterday and he really didn’t feel like talking to her today. Or maybe ever. He had trusted her and she ha...

  • Calling

    His earbuds pulse softly with music that only he can hear. His motorcycle purrs unabated down the freeway at speeds that would terrify most drivers. He flies past a cop car, and smiles when the officer doesn’t even bother to flash his lights. The...

  • No accounting for taste

    Fingers dancing over the myriad of knobs and buttons, sweat beading on his forehead and a determined grimace on his face, the DJ wove his web. Throbbing sound thundered from the great speakers like a torrent of molten gold, touching hearts and souls al...

  • teeth

    It’s spring, bound and trussed: Crumple it. The things we first scream across the earth got printed and plastered on the April breeze Raise your glass higher or fold it between the hiss of champagne bubbles The bills blow by: Toss it in the tras...

    • Author: brazen
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Surprises for Everybody

    Jacqueline kept to the shadows, sliding along a long book case in the dark room. Ahead, James Ashford stood in front of a large multi-paned window. Bright lights from the Paris streets turned him into a broad shouldered silhoutte. Jacqueline couldnR...

  • Strong Incentives

    Everyone in the bar was hustled out into the snow at sword point. The sober ones were tasked with bringing out those too drunk to stand. Soldiers, their faces hidden by shadow and helm, surrounded the bar’s patrons. Outside, a fat man with more b...

  • The Flip of a Switch

    Steven frowned and stepped backwards. He swore he had turned off this part of the facility. He slid his card through the reader and pushed the heavy doors apart. Inside the lab, the rows of computers sat silently while static flickered across their scr...

  • let's write

    our subject isn’t cool but he thinks it anyway welcome to the grand lab trial of our time welcome welcome welcome welcome welcome welcome this is poetry lab now and I’m the professor confessor, professor, whatever I type in small caps becau...

    • Author: punpun
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • 11:11

    11:11 i’d wish for happiness but my soul’s too heavy to jump for joy. it stares through windows types in small caps dreams through stained glass and in porcelain houses it seeks meaning, and finds nothing but a trace a trace like a number...

    • Author: punpun
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Guardian of the Ink Wells

    Oliver stumbled through the twisting, whispering hallways with a stack of paper in his stained hands and his pockets bulging with pens, quills, paintbrushes, and other tools. He heard some eerily chanting song floating to him, a woman singing in a dead...

  • The Forlorn Hope

    We had jettisoned most of the bodies out the torpedo tubes. Due to some trick of the pressures, they floated all around us, neither rising nor falling, but instead drifting along side of us like horrid carnival balloons. Only five us remained and I was...

  • Hide and Seek

    As I sat eating my anchovy pizza outside of the French pizzeria, I contemplated my situation. I was on the run. I had been assigned to steal information from the Russian government, and had succeeded on my mission, but was now on the run in Paris, Fran...

  • Let's Get Kraken!

    The violence intensified quickly as a blue tentacle, 20 feet long, arced out of the still waters and plunged itself towards the ship. The men, hardened by battles past, hesitated slightly at the sight of the legendary beast but they were not cowards an...

  • there once was a title for this but now i've misplaced it

    where am i now months ago you sat at the computer crying because of me but not because of what i did to you rather what i did to myself because then my glass wasn’t even half full it was barely enough for sustenance it was a sip of water out of t...

  • Suits: First Change

    The perfect success, they had called her. She didn’t know exactly what they meant but their blathering always made sense among them & they hadn’t made any mistakes yet with the Suits. She tilted her head as she examined herself in the b...

  • fetch

    “Urrgh. Wherre am I.” He woke up with a bruise on the back of his head, on the floor of a dimly lit public bathroom. God, it smelled awful. He tried to remember what had happened – ah, that’s right: that cat burglar had outwitte...

    • Author: punpun
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • The Aura: Birth, Wristwatches, & Eyes

    Before John could respond, the doctor’s pocket began ringing. He pulled out a phone and put it to his ear. John noticed a silver wristwatch on the doctor’s wrist that seemed exactly like the one that Paula had been wearing. And now that he ...

  • my boy, we don't see each other much (Mature)

    where have you gone where have you gone what have they done with you i just want you home because it’s lonely here and everyone else is getting on my nerves i dreamt you were locked away unable and unwilling to speak to me and they are just dyin...

  • The Duke's Backstage

    My mind was slow to comprehend the meaning while trying to fight off the thunderous music poisoning her. He is worse… than the Duke… My thoughts trudged through the command he had given. It began formulating thoughts that were not my own. S...

  • The Aura: Experimenting

    John narrowed his eyes, disbelieving. Where am I? is this a hoax? Am I a hostage? Am I just dreaming? Should I wake up? Am I under drugs? Her aura was the same recognizable blue. Impossibly blue. They knew what he was, but did they know what he could s...

  • A Steel Swiss Watch: Bainbridge and Bloom

    Priscilla Bloom’s eyes fluttered open. She looked up into Mr. Bainbridge’s flinty gray eyes in surprise. “What the hell are you doing here?” Bainbridge smiled. He was just hanging up his cell phone. “How familiar are you w...

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