Stories tagged “dusty”

  • the haven

    Mac’s Tavern was a has-been. Or, it was from any outside standpoint. It was a cellar at most. A dark, dusty sanctuary of curated oddities, cracks in the walls, and darts rusted straight through the bulls-eye. At some point in its career, it had b...

  • inconsistencies

    I let my hand graze against the tracks of fingerprints and dust on the bar. Reaching for the clouded glass, I was already intoxicated. My being here led me to believe that I was trapped in an abyss in which nothing could save me from. A hand from behin...

  • Making Progress

    “I’m just saying,” Errol hollered over the clangs and hisses, “It’s bloody inefficient.” Denton blinked from behind his goggles and adjusted his grip on the wheel. He made no response but gave a brass outlet valve a ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Hangers On

    Sunlight crept through the doorway, illuminating the old man’s sleeping face. With a groan, he heaved himself off the small cot and to his feet, swearing as his spine realigned itself from the nights rest. I watched as he pottered about, mutter...

    • Author: memento
    • Posted about 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5