Stories tagged “fiction”

  • The Juxtoposition of Prometheus

    Proud, independent Eagle flew as far as her wings and the wind could take her. One day Eagle spied an ugly rock, that she alone found beauty in. The rock became Home. She still journeyed afar but returned to the rock each night. Crow asked Eagle, ̶...

  • Forged in Fire, Quenched in Blood

    The splash of blood was hot and wet, and the screams that followed were the birthing cries of a new empire. Such things always required blood. A lone horseman stopped beside General Kao-Tsung. He wasn’t worried. There was only one man that his gu...

  • The Deer

    It was dark at night, and slippery as well. I was the lucky one. The deer, frozen by instinct, was standing shock still in my headlights. I couldn’t stop for the deer. I was going way too fast. I had to go home quickly. My wife needed me. When I was ...

  • First Encounters: The Visitor

    A corpse fell out of my closet. This is not a metaphor. A human body is lying on the dirty carpet in front of my hall closet. How did it get there? I don’t know. I didn’t put it there and I certainly didn’t kill anybody. Sure, there a...

  • Some Mistakes Cost a Fifth (Mature)

    The bible fell to the floor. The exorcism wasn’t working. We needed to try something else before it was too late. On blood stained sheets, the little girl we were trying so desperately to save writhed around, face contorted with demonic rage. She...

  • Sometimes Survial is a Death Sentence

    I rested my head upon the charred bones of the earth. The spray of the ocean against my tortured skin was a balm to my poor sunburned body. My clothes, little more than rags now, offered scant protection from the elements. Hollow trenches that wound ar...

  • Silence is Consent

    “All right, three of us have made it this far-” “FOUR!” “Right, you’re still alive. I forgot.” “Damn right you did. One of them bit me but I’m ain’t goin nowhere.” “Fine. May I con...

  • In Dreams, You Can Visit

    The school hall is empty. It looks the same though. There is something wrong with it looking the same but I can’t recall what it means and I move on. The hallways are decorated with colorful artwork and special achievements. A solar system keeps ...

  • Pearson's Children

    The afternoon waned slowly, and when the wind moved, it felt like the breath of the devil himself. It was the kind of day where sensible folk stayed inside and kids came back late, tired and bruised from the old swimming hole. Even the bugs crawled rat...

  • The Last Mercy of a True Friend

    The corrupt vessel emerged from the over-sized cauldron, its defiled form a grotesque mockery of a human being. It stood taller now, bones had been relocated, some stretched outright. Puffy flesh, reminiscent of maggots, clung here and there, acting as...

  • To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

    She was running, running from her abusive stepfather, running towards freedom, spurred ever onward by the haunting melody of her own ragged breathing. Suddenly, a hand closed around her arm- He watched pensively as the girl’s every action played ...

  • Chasing Shadows

    Present Day- Noah Kellum lay on floor struggling to breathe. The bullet had gone through his right lung and it was collapsing. A familiar voice came from the back of the room but he could not understand what they were saying. He was going in and out of...

    • Author: Boone
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
  • The Magician's Last Trick

    “You can’t blame yourself.” he said. “It was my fault! I should’ve been there.” Tears leaked out from under my mask. He gave me a wry smile. “You were always there for me. I never expected you to get between me...

  • No Laughing Matter

    Grant groaned when he saw the note on the refrigerator. Written in red ink with big looping letters, it could only be one thing- a list of Things to Do left by mum. It was bad enough that he went to school for eight hours a day, commuted two hours each...

  • Gazing into Dark Tomorrows

    The earth yawned. Pavement cracked and buckled. Asphalt rippled under strange pressures. Trees hung by their roots like bunches of mistletoe. Houses and and stores with flickering lights slid into the widening maw that opened in the middle of Main St. ...

  • Upping the Ante

    Cobblestone streets gave way to the dirt of the less traveled Quarry Road. With the faint light of the city’s gas lamps behind us, and the darkness of the forest betwixt us and Kings Mine, my companion and I were forced to don lucent-goggles. Hea...

  • Don't Forget the Dry-cleaning (Mature)

    My phone rang. It pulled insistently, begging for attention. “Can you get that?” I called from the bathroom. “Sure.” Cameron said from the hallway. A stray thought tugged the back of my mind. I was forgetting something. Somethin...

  • Trust is a Whisper

    “What brings you to our camp?” “I’m here to see why the People of Secrets were violating my domain.” “Do you not fear us? You know our reputation.” “Are you such cowards that you would threaten innocent m...

  • Missives and Misgivings

    “Wait your turn, mouse!” The guard at the door, a large, armored rat, blocked his way. Not wanting to provoke a confrontation, Phil waited impatiently. His news was urgent! Craning past the guard, he could see the Thimble King in the distan...

  • Schneider's First Rank Symptoms

    I awoke to find myself driving down a dark expanse of road, bloody hand prints on the inside of the windows and windshield. Only a vague sense of numbness- like anesthesia wearing off- kept me from slamming on the brakes or panicking. Instead, I lifted...

  • California Dreaming

    “You got banned from the Grid?” Gracie asked. Tom’s face colored. “Yeah, they’re pretty serious about drugs on the trains.” Gracie smacked him in the arm- hard. “Damn it! How’re we gonna get to an airport...

  • More Powerful than Weak

    I hit the ground hard and wiggled my way through the brush, wincing each time mercury shot exploded nearby. I hoped Roger found cover on his side. The snipers were shooting blind but they only had to hit one of us to slow us down. How in the world had ...

  • Souls of Virtue, Blades of Vice

    The sound of ringing steel broke the morning’s stillness. An underlying sound called to her. “Come and see.” it whispered. She followed the noise, lured by a song violence. Quietly, the young girl crept as close as she dared and watch...

  • A Lion's Share of Trouble

    The submarine swept silently through the dark depths near the Piccard Walsh Station. A habitat designed to house a combination of scientists and engineers overlooking the Marianana Trench. Captain Adrian Wilkes stood ramrod straight, fingering an old p...