Stories tagged “cold”

  • Skis

    It’s snowing today. It hasn’t snowed on a Wednesday for the past two or three weeks. Today, it is snowing, and snowing means powder. Fresh powder. None of that crappy machine-made stuff. No, this is the real thing. I don’t even need to wear my go...

  • Unlikely Companions

    Why the hell is it so cold? I knew that there would be some discomfort involved, but I didn’t know that feeling the cold would be one of them. I’m not supposed to be conscious. The day before the lights went out, I sat in the park with . . ...

    • Author: S. Zee
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • We stand [poem]

    We stand in snow drifts We stand in stasis Your hand is cold in mine Your hand lets mine go I want to touch you I want too many things The world is quiet The world is inside-out We watch the stars fall We watch our hearts break Your eyes were familiar ...

  • ENTER THE HERO --- OR FOOL part 1

    Drawing on my parka, I glanced out the office window at the thermometer. Twenty eight degrees. A snow covered propane tanker had pulled into the loading dock. We weren’t officially opened for another three hours, but being I was on pipeline duty ...

  • ENTER THE HERO --- OR FOOL part 2

    I stamped my feet as I stood watching the propane gauges inch upward. When the gauges read 89% I climbed the stairs to the top of the tanks, walked down the gangway to the two tanks and closed their fill valves. Now I was down to one tank to top-off be...

  • ENTER THE HERO --- OR FOOL end.

    By the time I reached the power panel I was engulfed in propane, I could barely see my hand in front of my face. Why the propane didn’t cause me to pass out will always be a mystery. After killing the sub-station I ran in the direction of the off...

  • Solid

    The icicle piercing my heart won’t be there forever. That’s the temporary nature of such things. It’s not made of metal or glass. Just water, frozen, the cold seeping into my very being. Eventually it will have to melt. My heart will ...

    • Author: S. Zee
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Newly Discovered Mortal Blood Drinker

    Elisia sat at the kitchen table in the dark, staring at the jar of deep red liquid illuminated by the moonlight shining through the window. She dare not move, for fear of stepping on the corpse that was somewhere on the floor. Her long, bony index fing...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Cold Snickers - Try Reading This Fast

    He laughed to her “I love cold Snickers”. She was in mid smile when a passing woman slapped him and shouted “perv!” “what?” he quipped. “You should not talk about a woman’s knickers” she answered. &...

    • Author: ernmander
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Good Morning

    Consciousness creeps into his world like a seasoned cat burglar. Sounds, sights, sensations indefinable through the cotton wool of sleep, he feels nothing but cold. Her touch is like firecrackers. His skin pops and glows and comes alive as she draws h...

    • Author: hashpipe
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • I Pandered to the Lowest Common Denominator (and I Liked It)

    First, we’ll need a topic. Don’t try too hard (if at all) – we want something as generic and overused as possible. Popular choices include “You’re no good in bed”, “You love me, I don’t love you” (o...

    • Author: Butler
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Story

    I nervously stumbled out of my living room and into the kitchen. I couldn’t understand why she was so cold. I was being as friendly as possible, especially since she was considerably pretty, yet all she did was glare at me. I poured two cups of c...

  • She Touched Me

    She didn’t say anything. My eyes followed her frame as she moved around the table. Looking back, it was like a vulture or just some really amused cat waiting for the right time to pounce on my chest. She hummed a strange tune. Wisps of her perfum...

    • Author: Allen Sale
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 2 out of 5
  • Snow

    Oh god! It’s freezing! Whose idea was it to go to the snow? I guess I can’t moan; is was my choice to follow these two. Time had been watching Brooke and Alex for a couple days now. It had taken Alex less than a week to ask Brooke out on a date.

    • Author: George
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Fire Within: part 1

    Sleep would not come this night. She sipped her fragrant tea, watching some last yellow flames flicker before guttering out. Her fire burned lower now - most of the blaze was long since gone. All night she had sat there, staring at the flames. As she s...

  • Fire Within: part 2

    She tried to re-compose herself, but it was impossible now; cold had penetrated to her core. She sat atop a bleak and desolate peak, and neither airs and graces nor steely determination could make a palace of it. She huddled closer to the rock at her b...

  • A Cold Winter Day

    Sit and listen To the sounds of the nights I followed you home I know it was wrong I tried to tell you How pretty you look today I called you this morning I guess you weren’t home to answer the call No worries though I was just wondering at...

  • Sematary

    The winters are cold The night leaves me shivering Follow me as I take you along the hill Listen as the wolves cries out Listen as I bring you forth to another life I don’t want to live my life again If your not there With your smile The air ...

  • Back to the Car

    We stood there for a couple seconds in the hug. I was trying to decide if it was awkward or sweet. I decided awkward and stepped away. “Ok well, this has been fun and all but I’m freezing.” He looked really dissappointed. I was a litt...

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • I hate it when the air conditioning is too cold.

    My fingers are cold. I am shivering. It’s SUMMER. It’s supposed to be hot. Not FREEZING!! When I grow up, I’m not even going to own air conditioning. Okay, so I probably am. But I’ll never set it to a temperature that’s be...

  • Fire and Ice (antonym challenge)

    Fire. My body burned for her. I could not douse the flames that consumed me. I thought about her every second of the day, what she was doing, thinking, where she was in relation to me. My mind produced images of her long legs, long hair, sparkling smil...

  • The Start of a Good Day

    I smiled as I lay in bed with eyes still closed. The odd light told me that my dream had come true, but I was scared to look lest I jinx it. At long last, I peeked with one eye. It was just as I’d hoped: the first snow of the year! It fell all ni...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • coney island in december

    Coney Island in the off season. It’s gray and bleak, the rides wet from the rain, the lights turned off. Everything is in slow motion here. Time stops for hours and hours. Nothing bad can happen in this world. It’s so somber, yet so peaceful. It’...

  • On That Faithful Day

    My mother and father were at the table eating breakfast, my father looked at me as I sat by the Christmas tree. He requested that I go and wake my siblings up for breakfast; it was not what I wanted to actually being doing on Christmas day, but it seem...

  • Transcending Reality

    There was no sun when Aisling opened her eyes. There was no soft grass tickling her neck. There was no feeling pulling at her chest. And there was no one, no one but her. And for a while, just for a while, Aisling willed herself to believe that she was...