Stories tagged “Ultima Project”

  • Damien Awoken (Mature)

    It was cold as I shot up from my dream. The girl again, the one with all the freckles. I couldn’t get her out of my head. Voices and faces flashed through my mind like schitzophrenic fireworks as I fought to push them out of my mind’s eye. ...

  • Damien Lost. (Mature)

    The streets of New York were not friendly when walking in the dark alleys, unseen by the tourists and Wall Street mogul types. There were too many gruff faces within the sea of humanity for my own liking. “Yo man, what the fuck are you lookinR...

  • Damien: Direction (Mature)

    I stumbled, looking backwards, tripping over my own feet. I fell against a dumpster, from which, the smell was a horrible whiff of rot. I crumbled to the wet ground, and looked at my hands. There wasn’t a mark on them, and yet, collectively, they...

  • Damien Finds a Friend.

    Canada? Why Canada? I’d never been to Canada. I don’t know why I knew that; I just knew it. Then it occurred to me: How could I not know where I’m from, who I was, where I lived, and still know I’d never been to Canada? “N...

  • Somewhere in the Dark

    She couldn’t see. I know this, because it’s what she’d told me, nearly 10 years after the whole incident took place. While I wallowed away in the cold streets of New York City, Kendra sat cooped in a dark room in the middle of God-kno...

  • The faceless man

    I hadn’t met Faith yet. Truth be told, I didn’t even know she existed. Well, not in the purest sense, anyways. By the beginning of April of 2009, Faith was nothing more than a vision amidst the fog in my own mind. I didn’t know who I ...

  • The Vision

    Try as she might, Faith fought slumber as she stared out of the window, watching the suburbs of Toronto blur away as her train traveled North-East bound towards the capital. The warmth of the cabin, combined with the monotonous clickitty-clack of the t...