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  • Inspired.

    “You can’t see! So Let me help you!” I yanked his head up, surprised by the strange sound the separation of dried blood and skin produced. His chin has almost glued to his chest. “See, you should thank me! I just unglued you!” The room filled...

  • Inspired.

    I hadn’t felt this alive in ages. My body resonated in a euphoric bliss and suddenly it seemed that every answer in the universe lay before me, I needed only ask the question. “Don’t you see!” I couldn’t tell you when I started yelling, the...

  • Inspired.

    “If only I would have known.” I started to whisper. Gently I tapped the serrated blade in my hand on the table. “If only I had known, here, where I began, is where I would find my self again.” Even this grim realization, this newfound understan...

  • Inspired.

    “I miss creative writing.” That was it, I let the words come out and suddenly it felt like the worlds heaviest weight had been lifted from my shoulders. “I miss it, I miss it like a bird in a cage must miss flying!” Now that I’d spoken, it se...

  • Hateful Birds

    These eyeless creatures stare me down. They probably think they’re so intimidating with their vast wing span and razor-edge beaks. But what I realize is that I have eyes. I have the power to truly see. I am full of soul and full of all this unuse...

  • On Patrol: Moving On

    Firus wasn’t surprised. “To hell with it, then. Adjust course to avoid the supply route, but our destination won’t be changing. We’ll find out exactly what’s going on when we get to the front.” “Captain.”...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 17 days ago.
  • Ascension II: Prisoner

    Several minutes passed before the screen lit up again. What next? thought Yrtl, before it appeared once more – if anything, more lined and craggy, but definitely the same face. “Hello?” Yrtl ventured. “I think I lost you for a moment.” “Wha...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 17 days ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ascension II: Contact

    Yrtl’s initial reaction, forgivable he hoped, was to beat on the walls and shout for help. But of course, the Seal of the Confessional was absolute and bolstered by the resistant, soundproof fabric of the Autofess booth – so eventually he s...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 17 days ago.
  • Greenland Winter (Part 2) (Mature)

    Lars, 5 and 10, cracked his window- cold came in but smoke would go out. Crrrrriikkhh, crrrrrrrrihhkkh, criiihkh… the matches struck and ran along the matchbox with a muted resonance, and when the phosphorus began to ignite, Lars felt he was oxid...

  • Greenland Winter (Part 1) (Mature)

    Lars, 5 and 10, was a sad boy- but not sad enough to die. Dad would raise his voice just enough to ring the cedar house: “Come eat Lars, sit by the fire.” From wooden bowls they ate sausage with their hands, and Dad would down Siku vodka wi...

  • Music is Poetry

    The mind of a poet Thoughtful and true The hands of an artists Slender and strong Long fingers caress the ivories A sculptor and his medium Ugly emptiness takes form Like Earth and water Air and sound come to life Beauty beheld A language all it’...

    • Author: Epona
    • Posted 18 days ago.
  • Memory is Like Water Carried in Cupped Hands

    An uncomfortable tingling ran across my shoulders and up the back of my neck; the sensation of insects crawling across my grave. “Where did he go? People don’t just disappear!” I didn’t quite shout. The girl looked away and said softly, “...

  • Maps

    I examined the map of the stars that I sketched out on a piece of printer paper, the pen stopped working well halfway through and turned it into a mess of dotted lines and half-finished thoughts. As I rose to my feet and spun with the Earth beneath me,...

    • Author: soup
    • Posted 18 days ago.
  • Ascension II: Quaker Guns

    Ishikawa climbed out of the rover and entered the earthworks, followed by Reckall. “I appreciate your judging this contest. The men are proud of their creations, and you are the man they were designed for.” “I’ll need to refer t...

  • Ascension II: Matters of the Hart

    One of Reckall’s drones (or was it Reckall himself?) restrained Bates and took him away. After most of the crew had returned to their meals and conversations, Ishikawa was taken aside. “Captain Ishikawa, this is Master Sergeant Hart.”...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 18 days ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Having Illusions

    Were you privileged growing up, or a wrong side of the tracks kind of kid? Did you slip through the cracks, asleep under city eyelids, running heavy mileage, too paranoid to relax? There is a lit candle for every sorrow shining from every part of the...

  • Restless Guest

    So it was my turn to be the host family for our newest visitor from the Intergalactic Unity Councel and I was beginning to think my cat Frizzle was right about this guy. My family consisted of me and Frizzle, who sat at a distance from our guest and st...

    • Author: Heron
    • Posted 18 days ago.
  • Ascension II: Improv

    After Bates stashed the knife in his pants, he sat up casually. He found himself looking up Ishikawa’s pistol. “It’s rude to steal the cutlery,” said the rebel captain. He flung his plate, as Ishikawa fired. The shot went into t...

  • Story rewritten and posted later in sequence

    Story rewritten and posted later in sequence – please move on to following instalment.

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 19 days ago.
  • Lord Tor Shoots Game

    Lord Tor stalked the woods with his shotgun, and longed for a life he had never known. A mere child when his father had been killed and the war lost in that final, decisive battle, he was now 19 years old – a grown man – and ready to reclaim his wo...

    • Author: JonB
    • Posted 19 days ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ascension II: Penetration 2

    “Reckall hired me on Phobos,” Bates lied easily. “I’m a private contractor; so, no uniform. I just don’t fit in with them.” And he indicated the outnumbered USNE crew’s enclave with a jerk of his head. The rebe...

  • Airships: Drapes and Walls

    Elletra swallowed as Cerian made her way over in a significantly more restrained manner than her younger sister. Hawkeye quietly tugged Inessa away into a corner with Dieter, and they were alone. “Lady Fiamma. What a pleasure to meet you,” ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted 20 days ago.
  • Airships: Escaping Memory

    Dieter ushered them through the buzzing throng of people and into a parlor that Elletra remembered having “chats” with the Earl in. Her heart automatically started racing but scanning the room, she found two young women deep in conversation...

  • An Explanation (& Free Recipe)

    Mushroom cloud, BOOM, loud, shh— Don’t think that way. Brush it off like banana breath in the morning. Here’s a hint, um, sometimes I write quick & rickety, like, pretty random, rambling on as long as the rhythm stays strong. Have the recip...

  • The Truth Hurts

    She keeps poking me in that irritated part of my brain. Her words are seeking to assassinate the truth. They are pounding like sledgehammers at my pride. BANG BANG BANG! Ok! “It is my fault that I didn’t consider your feelings when I said t...

    • Author: Drake West
    • Posted 20 days ago.
    • 5 out of 5
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