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  • A Hare in the Grass

    We lay among tumbled stones, in a hollow beneath the ruined wall. The late summer sun was dipping, shadows lengthening. Five miles off, the barrage continued: a distant rumble, a thudding through the earth. Gently I unbuttoned him, pushing fabric aside...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Terence and the Tormaunt: Assumption Shattered

    Moving with smooth deliberation, the Tormaunt moved one of their legs forward, so that the foot was by Terence’s right forearm. The Tormaunt’s right leg knelt by Terence’s hip. It reminded Terence of the posture of one who was about t...

  • Don't Read The Autograph

    Sometimes mage’s work is drudgery – that’s what it was tonight. Molly and I were down in my lab, figuring out what ingredients I was low on. That meant knowing what ingredients I do have. Hence, drudgery – I can’t afford a...

  • Screams of the Dying

    Honorable death. As a warrior, your thoughts are different from those you serve. Yes, even as my King’s top commander I serve many. The people of the land are my charges, I owe them my greatest debt, my life. I’ve mixed steel with sinew a d...

  • A Night Like Tonight

    Some nights I wish I was in some part of a nebula, part of something dead. Tonight is one of those nights. I lie and say that I won’t get out tonight because the winds are too strong and the snow is too deep. What a great excuse! And I’ll t...

  • HOLLYWOODLAND

    They found her body high above Santa Monica Valley. Under wisps of white clouds, among a mountain’s majestic monochromes, deep dark grays, lucid livid light and nestled in vibrant vegetation, there she laid, young, beautiful and dead. Cannon and ...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted 3 months ago.
  • Ascension: The Moment Itself

    A running countdown snapped me back on-task. I checked the gun’s load, switched the safeties off and settled it into the crook of my arm. The boarding craft slammed against the hull of the freighter, instantly forming a seal against the airlock. ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ascension: Walking Dead

    Lott looked out at the base, as the Commander continued. “Clean, as far as we can tell. But we take no chances – full hazard gear, standard arms.” “But Sir,” asked one of the platoon, “they are all dead… aren&#...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 3 months ago.
  • Scrabbled

    Zachary quickly thumbed through the dictionary. “You’ve got to be joking! ‘Xenogamy’ isn’t a word.” “What do you mean it ’isn’t a word’? Valarie’s face reddened. “Unfortunately for...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Big Boy's

    The room reeked with the smell of sour grapes. A man shook in his shoes. The clerk, a scarred and scraped brute with firm black hair, a beast with the face of a boy of ten or twelve years, eyed his “New Hire” form. The man saw a far off loo...

    • Author: BiC
    • Posted 3 months ago.
  • When In Kuln

    As we both sat and watched boats float by, on the Rhine, we mused of how we met. I sat in front of a beer in Koln, when a scarf brushed my cheek. My gaze found her, shy and sweet. ‘At what cost’ I thought, ‘might I try to know her?...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Stealing the Sun

    That sweet solitude, In the serenity of the sun. Laying unabashed with no one to intrude, No more problems of the past to outrun. First the light touches upon my skin, Then it begins to pleasantly burrow Until it warms me from within. Muscles held tigh...

  • Mountains (Mature)

    Separation of white from yoke, the space between them grew, but it was automatic. Coming from sweat & passion of love making every night & reveling in each other’s natural movements, this was quite a change. Red whispered to Jane, “...

  • Ascension: Ripples

    “Unfortunate,” stated the Cardinal. He tapped the goblet, sending ripples through the ruby fluid. “A necessary sacrifice,” replied the Provost. “No doubt. But nevertheless, we feel the loss – such wisdom and experien...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Magic is What You Want It to Be

    “You’sa special one, didn’t ya know, child,” her slithering s-less words dragged together as she sat in her quilted rocking chair, rotting. Sarah held the plush butterfly in her hand, “What was I going to do? Kill you with...

  • Noir: Where Angels Fear to Tread

    Maryanne was in pain, her slender wrist in the death grip of her husband. That wouldn’t do. I strode back to her table. With one hand, I grabbed his wrist. With the other, I grabbed at his pinky finger and started to pull it away from her wrist. ...

    • Author: August 2nd
    • Posted 3 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Death of a Butterfly

    Serafine opened the trailer door and ashes spilled out onto the gravel. “I am done,” she winked at Alex and blew Inez a kiss before walking back to wherever she had come from. Inez stared at her in awe and then ran in to see how her sister ...

  • The Mind Gave Up

    Melinda thrashed around on the kitchen table as Mama Freeman tried to hold her down, but her bones were so tired. Inez and Alex hurried in through the trailer’s rickety door. “Alex, why you bring Inez? She gotta baby in the oven! You want a...

  • Noir: On the Floor

    Feeling suddenly lighter for having escaped the gravitational pull of the bar, I wove an uncertain trajectory to the dance floor, threading my way between tables. No one gave me a second glance save a waiter who proffered a stony look, and the slick su...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 3 months ago.
  • Elderflower (Mature)

    Things had been eaten by time: the iron gateposts, foaming with rust beneath peeling paint; the fence, broken and slick with mildew. But the old mill was unchanged. She crossed the brook, looking down at the ancient wheel, fallen into disrepair long be...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 4 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Fifteen minutes!

    “Okay!” typed Puni, “I have 15 minutes to write something before work.” “Just write after work,” came Michelle’s reply through Skype. “You don’t understand!” typed Puni. “If I don’...

    • Author: PuniPuni
    • Posted 4 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Noir: Lambone Makes a Move

    “Finished your milk?” The barkeep asked. I pushed my glass away and burped, happy as a baby. A quick glance around was enough to reverse my alcohol-induced levity. A few other dour-faced men hunched over their drinks: loners like myself, wa...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 4 months ago.
  • Noir: Stand and Deliver

    “What am I hearing, Vincenzo? What will you do?” He forced my answer. “I…I will go to her, apologize, beg her to come home.” Those words were daggers to my heart. They hurt worse than bullets. He doesn’t know she is ...

  • Tell me what to write already!

    “So I take it you’re having trouble.” Michelle’s light pink text said through the Skype window. Puni rolled her eyes typed out, “Gee, how can you tell?” “It’s 9am. You usually don’t start hearing vo...

    • Author: PuniPuni
    • Posted 4 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Hairs

    The way the follicles arranged themselves on her arm, with thin black hairs protruding from each one made me feel good. As she slept, I stared lovingly at her skin. Her wrist had only a few tiny hairs in random locations. The back of her hand had none ...

    • Author: Drake West
    • Posted 4 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Oh spacious skies

    Lady Darkness forms, aglow with armor, before the prince on the battlefield. Sunday: Good Prince, I come to offer you your death I will waste no time to be your guest; give away your life in peace and alleviate these hundreds of their grief For this ba...

  • Noir: Djinn and Tonic

    I closed my notepad and laughed. Jeez, that guy really was pissed. I remembered his ugly face as he warned me off, and the glimpse of his shoulder holster. I felt a frisson of fear , as the phantom bullets went through me – kinda pleasurable, fro...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 4 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Gift or Punishment

    The embers are intensely hot, but welcoming as I gather ash on two fingers. Spreading this under my eyes, I am one step closer to completing the appearance. I would only need to do one more thing before considering this task complete; the most dangerou...

    • Author: Zen Brau
    • Posted 4 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Bruno, from Lousiana (Bruno Part 2)

    No lover was spared the loneliness, no friend was granted a goodbye, no family was sent a note when Bruno packed everything away into his fading orange pick up truck and drove all the way up to Maine. Songs that crackled out sadder than a bruised peach...

    • Author: Escapist
    • Posted 4 months ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Chilling Words (4)

    There’s only so much make-work a guy can do while waiting for a van to return. With it done, all that’s left is for you to sit there with your fellow drivers and watch the minute hand crawl across the face of the clock. It beat watching pai...

    • Author: Ranger
    • Posted 4 months ago.
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