Stories tagged “ginger”

  • Ginger: The Ruins

    The hole was too well-hidden to be found, it had to be. Someone had ratted us out. The pirates had taken everything. Our food, our Memories, but worst of all, Bag Man’s whole collection: everything we’d worked so hard to keep safe. What was...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ginger: Bag Man's Message

    I didn’t cry. I don’t cry. I’ve seen too many things. I did lower myself into the compartment with Bag Man and I held him for a long, sad time, his burgundy blood staining my coat and trousers. His body was cold, lifeless now, the spa...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Ginger: Tunnel to Nowhere

    The tunnel was dark and damp, carved out of the wet compacted black soil twenty yards underground. About a yard and a half from floor to ceiling. As best I could approximate, it ran in a straight line northeast and continued beyond the range of the lig...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Ginger: Stones and Scribbles

    It’s impossible to judge distances in a tunnel that long, that dark, and that wet. I’d later discover the distance I traveled was a bit further than a mile, but at the time it felt infinitely longer. I began to wonder if I’d make it o...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ginger: The Caged Bird

    I pushed. It seems not all of the stones were mortared in with the rest of the wall. With a little effort, they recessed into a doorway and slid open. I soon found myself in a cavernous room dimly lit by lightorb torches mounted ten yards apart on the ...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Ginger: The Underground

    “The pirates have a castle?” I couldn’t believe it. Hunter blinked at me. “You’re new to the Underground, aren’t you?” “To be honest, I don’t know anything about any Underground. I discovered this t...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Ginger: A Plan of Sorts

    “I’m sorry, this is so much to take in. What are lucies?” “Elucidating hounds,” said Hunter. “They can sniff out secrets. The pirates have been using them to locate our tunnels.” “So there are other tunne...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Ginger: The Spice of Life

    “I shouldn’t waste any more time here,” I said, trying to be resolute. I’d never left Harken before. I wasn’t even aware there was anything beyond Mapless, and found that the idea both intrigued and terrified me. “Be...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Ginger: The Old World

    The tunnel ran alongside the castle wall for several hundred yards. I had never seen a wall so long, and of course only a small portion of its height was exposed here in the underground passage. I could only wonder how enormous the castle was and how h...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ginger: The Last Shall Be First

    It took only a few hours, four or five at most, to travel from one end of Harken to the other. It was faster on the ground, but we knew it would be foolish to spend much time in the open down there. One never knew where a band of pirates might set up c...

  • Ginger: Navigating the Darkness

    It must have been more than a day that I crept through the muddy pitch blackness. I lost all track of time. I know that I fell asleep at one point, laying my head upon my satchel in the ankle-deep sludge. When I awoke nothing had changed; all was silen...

  • Ginger: Arrival

    I hadn’t been traveling down the tunnel toward Generatia for long when I noticed the path was beginning to slope gently upwards. Presently the mud gave way to solid ground, and the dirt walls to something rather like stone on all sides. And then ...

  • Ginger: The Suspicious Woman

    Until that point I hadn’t realized how accustomed to near-blindness I’d become. When the daylight struck my eyes it was like seeing the world for the first time. The figure of a woman stood about a yard over my head, a silhouette eclipsed i...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ginger: So Very Much More

    Slowly my eyes adjusted to the sunlight. The warm rays shone down into the room through a porthole in the ceiling. We were in some sort of pantry. The walls were lined with shelves containing jar after jar of incredible-smelling foods. Suddenly I remem...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ginger: Messages Good and Bad

    Looking-Glass led me out of the pantry into a long, narrow corridor with a row of doors along one side and windows along the other. I hoped to catch a glimpse of the city of Generatia but the shades were all drawn; it would have to wait. As we walked, ...

  • Ginger: A Clean Start

    The washroom, like the pantry, was illuminated from above by natural sunlight. The ceiling was much higher though, giving the room a spacious, comfortable calm. In the center was the most bewildering thing: a small pond of sorts, looking more like it b...

  • Ginger: The New World

    When I finished bathing, I found a towel and the clean clothes that Looking-Glass had set out for me. They were simple garments, light and comfortable: A modest silvery frock tied with a thin white belt, and a new pair of sandals that fit just right. I...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ginger: Panorama of the Past

    Breathless, inexpressible wonderment. I was on a hillside looking out across a million sun-drenched rooftops, more konkreet buildings than I could fathom, from here to the horizon and beyond. Towering over the buildings were a dozen shining steel rods ...

    • Author: uselessness
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Mystery Redux

    I don’t believe his confession because the killer was a redheaded woman.

  • No Regrets

    It took all of Ginger’s strength to pull the blanket over Opal’s face. She had really only lived a few days longer than she had originally intended. Neither of them had known about the devastating disease that had been residing within Mrs. ...