Stories tagged “isolation”

  • A Biography of Loss

    My name is Loss place of birth, Pandora’s box. I am the sibling of Sorrow. I waited in silent darkness For so many years Biding my time while my siblings squabbled I am the quieter of the bad things. I deal in isolation Solitude and I have grown to b...

  • Never call a candle fat

    “…and the duck had a thought of genius and he died in the peaceful valley of wine and marshmallow flowerbeds.” What a strange time we live in thought Karl to himself. This was his son’s favorite bedtime story. Where did all the ...

    • Author: Solitan
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Garden of Remembrance

    Jon’s eyes drifted to her. Bev sat chained by her kennel, rocking on her haunches, and staring at him like he was a stranger. She wants to kill me. He let his gaze move to the willow by the gate. He still remembered the summer when they met; he&#...

  • The Test Of Trees

    Drove far past where the roads turned to gravel, then dirt. Parked by a tall tree with bright leaves, flanked by a twisted spruce with dead red needles. Put one mountain peak at my back, a beckoning finger raised, and mark another in the distance. A sh...

  • In the Present

    “You trying to see my aura again?” Kyle asked with a smirk edging onto his face through the gradually slowing breaths. So, he’s in the present. “Maybe,” I answered, trying to be evasive. There wasn’t much point to it...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Homecoming

    The blows were fast and furious now. Instinctively she cupped her arms over her head, folding herself as small as possible. She caught herself mewling and bit hard on her lip to stop. Find the light, she told herself, and dragged herself away from the ...

  • ISOLATION

    SHIP LOG #000237—D:02/08/2085—TIME:-22:05pm(EST) “Hello, computer. It’s me, again. Well, obviously. Who else is there around here? Unless Kevin Bacon got invisible and sneaked onto the ship, but I think that’s unlikely, do...

    • Author: J. A. Keane
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • THE SIGNAL

    SHIP LOG #000001—D: 02/08/2084—TIME:14:08pm(EST) “Uh, hello? Is this thing on? OK, I think it’s working. Um, hello computer! This is Captain Donald Enslin here. I’m only guy who’ll be talking to you throughout this m...

  • Light

    It was past midnight as she paced quietly into the dark kitchen. The light didn’t go on when she opened the fridge but her hand reached out exactly for the butter dish to confidently lift it from the shelf. Onto the bench it went as she reached u...

  • In our minds, we're our own planets

    Inside our minds, we stand on our own planets, revolving around our own suns. I got knocked out of my orbit – now we circle the same sun, you & I; you clockwise, I counter. * She steps out – the clouds are ready to piss all over her in a golden...

    • Author: Kay-Teaze
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Don't climb Trees [1]

    Emma walked along, kicking at the stones underfoot as she trudged up the mountain side. She was going backpacking with her sister, who was currently climbing a nearby tree. “Come on!” Emma complained, reaching up towards her sister. “...

    • Author: Emma Loopa
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Keywords

    This campfire society is a call to isolation. Away from technology’s test, no need to duck bullets. Sequestered away from that teeming death hole, One may take pride in life and philosophy, comedy and fears. It is a speed run from darkness to lig...

    • Author: Tesseract
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
  • Paladin

    He had to be here. He was the hero. His eyes were weary and only half opened, but they were fixed somewhere deeper than the collection of village cottages. It was night time now, and the citizenry were represented by the soft glow emanating from homes....

  • Freedom From the Light

    Four days. Or has it been five? I guess that’s the point of these things, isn’t it? With the constant music and blazing light, I’ve barely been able to do more than grab a few moments of unconciousness. I used to love bright, shiny da...

    • Author: Tesseract
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
  • Until the Last Rays of the Sun

    There was a time when I wanted my revenge. I had been locked up, immortal and unchanging, inside that cavern. All because some upstart mortal had to be a bloody hero. My existence had since been spent chipping my way out of that prison cell, the face o...

  • Something to look forward to.

    I’d just torn the top off my package of freeze dried mash when Tony caught my attention with his eyes. “They never get the sprinkles right.” He said with a nod. “What?” “The rainbow sprinkles on the ice cream. They n...

  • The Last Day of Richard

    Our ancestors would be disgusted. Klaxons and flashing lights engulfed Richard, but he was completely oblivious. Had been for a few days now. Long ago he had accepted his fate, likely the fate of his entire species. It was doubtful any of the other two...

    • Author: Empty J
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
  • Modern Crazy Cat Lady

    I awoke from my slumber. My cellular device convulsed wildly atop the granite counter. It purred and hummed, flopping like a dying fish on an ivory dock. A message this late at night? The spasmodic dance continued briefly, then dissolved into an incess...

    • Author: Kihd
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • In Between Minds: Moment to Moment

    After the first bit of instruction I was left alone, presumably at Sofiya’s direction. I wasn’t sure if she was in charge of everything but everyone seemed to do as she asked. I didn’t mind being alone this time. It was different than...

  • All Alone With The Monsters

    Dear Sis, I know that I said I wouldn’t write again unless I was getting ready to do something drastic. Guess what? That time is now. I’ve had it with the giant eyes constantly looking at me. I’ll be honest it’s starting to driv...

  • Thoughts

    I try to explain to her how I feel, what thoughts are fluttering around my head, but it’s no use. Nobody understands how I feel. I am at times blissfully unaware of passing time and at other times agonizingly aware. The loneliness, the angst, the...

  • Untitled Poem #7

    Sometimes, the doctors that watch over me (sometimes from far, sometimes nearby) send me into the room in the corner. You know, the one with the padded walls. They tell me it just looks like I need some time alone (and sometimes, I don’t blame t...

    • Author: Ariah Oak
    • Posted almost 5 years ago.
  • Space

    I often find the word space humorous, because after all, we are all in space. There is a space between this chair here and that door. There is space for more beings to fill this dome. There is nothing but space. Yet in my world, I find myself crawling ...

  • Weapons Training Guide

    I am the daughter of a society on Mars. We live in isolation, fighting our way out of this dark hole, void of Earth’s poetic technology, such as firepower based on philosophy and metaphysics. Starships sail near. When we see them in space, we sen...

    • Author: 32 ^2
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Jungle Jane Junior

    I got the call on my radio at 6AM. I dressed with speed, praying the Jeep would run. Working in isolation from society was nice most days, but not when I was the only civilized one, a daughter of Jane Goodall. There is no room for fear when approaching...