Stories tagged “challenge”

  • Unspoken Threats

    The early morning air was cool which did nothing to lessen the sweat that ran down Theodore’s face and chest as he rhythmically shoveled mounds of coal into his cart. Such was the lot of a jouneyman glass blower. The clop of hooves, creak of plat...

  • Zen Garden

    It was 3am and I lay awake, too many thoughts circling my mind. I needed focus. Slipping on a robe, not for modesty, but to save anyone else who might still be up, I wandered aimlessly, ending at an unfamiliar sliding door. Several rakes of differing s...

  • The Pharmacy Raids

    I looked up to see the sky turning a dark gray. Not a moment later the rain began to fall, burning my skin with each acidic drop. I ducked down and sprinted towards home. The smell of mold and dust hit me as I ran through the door. I climbed the ricket...

    • Author: musicgirl
    • Posted about 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • No Man is an Island (of Hate)

    Business concluded, the stranger bowed his thanks, took the case and left. Bree waited until the door slid shut before rounding on her partner. “I thought you hated outlanders.” Leon was still hunched over, punching costs into the computer....

  • Sandbox Drafts (4)

    1. Dark and recalcitrant, the universe held many secrets, like a child hiding a precious toy. With considerable study, observation, and effort one could coax bits of information out of her. Yes, I gave the universe a sex. She is the Mother of all, she ...

  • Sandbox Drafts (3)

    1. I remember the swearing in. The rest of the day was a blur of tension, clothes, and congratulatory slaps on the back followed by drinks. Lots of smiles, and a half as many guarded looks. Everybody thought they knew why I was there. They thought they...

  • Reflections

    Vic was walking home when a filthy man popped out of the mouth of the alley, grabbed him by the arm, turned and threw him up against the brick wall. Before Vic could do anything, the man was on top of him, reeking of alcohol, urine and the dank smell o...

  • But It Never Does

    And I wander across these fleeting shores, hoping against hope that my time will come. But it never does. My ticket remains un-punched, and burns a hole in my pocket, trying it’s damnedest to reach my heart. But it never does. The cold void of th...

  • The soundtrack of my life (draft)

    A guitarist arrives on a street corner. A man listens to the music and mysteriously hears it wherever he goes. He tries to find the guitarist to ask why, but the guitarist has disappeared. Occasionally, he sees the guitarist – each time, the guitari...

    • Author: mark.i.wang
    • Posted about 2 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Council Chambers

    The council filed slowly into the room and took up their traditional positions in a semi-circle around the blazing fire. A servant was adding fresh wood to stoke the flames and heat the cold interior of the stone structure. The Elder stepped through th...

  • Daddy Dearest

    I’d never been much of a runner. But then again, I’ve never been much of anything in daddy’s eyes. Tonight, as my feet pounded on the black top of the street, I surprised myself by the speed. Fight or flight, I believe they call it, h...

  • Divine

    Cheerleading captain, yearbook staff, softball. She sang, danced, played guitar. Her make up was always perfect and not a hair was out of place. She was tall and thin, with blonde hair and blue eyes. You know the type. She was everywhere. And it still ...

  • Yes, daddy. (Mature)

    Mother passed away shortly after I turned 9. It was summer and the days were long but there never seemed to be enough hours of daylight. Once the moon had come out, I would lay in bed listening. Everytime I heard daddy outside the door I’d hold m...

  • Things Change

    The rain poured. The rain thundered and pounded and seeped into everything. The little boy next to me frowned as he looked up at the roiling gray sky. “It only rains when things are sad.” He mutters to the clouds and I can’t help but ...

  • Queen's Daughters

    “You do realize we are supposed to be attending the feast, right?” Fizzy whispered to her older sister as they flew away from the Hive. Daisy groaned again as her wings vigorously propelled her fluffy, yellow-black striped body through the ...

  • Out of the Blue

    Harvey had changed since I had last seen him. His track suit seemed to fit better and there was a gleam in his eye that almost seemed like pride. His hand met mine and shook it firmly. There was no doubt about it, something had changed him profoundly. ...