Stories tagged “speed”

  • The Speed of Life

    If I stopped for just two seconds to feel what was going on around me I would realize that the moment I stopped running would be the moment that I realized that everyone else around me had been running along-side me the whole time. I gather myself up a...

    • Author: Owen
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Brainstorm to Starboard

    “I don’t like how close they’re getting,” LW called warily from the stern. Captain Jason only gritted his teeth, “No worries, crew. We’re picking up speed!” “When do ya suppose they’ll be in range t...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Thunder and Lightning

    The soft pitter-patter of rain was the only sound in the oriental ghost town. On one side of the town stood the giant hulking figure of a sumo wrestler, on the other the wispy form of a ninja. It was a dream match-up, speed and agility versus power and...

  • Hung, Drawn and Quartered (Mature)

    Four in the fucking morning and Stevie Roy scratches the itch. Loads the shells into the 12 gauge, wipes the sweat off his brow and sets the alarm clock. Wakes up and ambles over piles of clothes and old beer cans. Finds his hat and the keys to the tru...

  • 23 Over The Limit

    The speed he traveled at was second only to the speed at which his mind was racing. The wall, however, lacked a velocity.

    • Author: Jeffool
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • At the speed of a blur

    The roar was an unmistakable sound. The cars were revving their engines to a high pitched whine. The green flag came out waving violently, there was a deafening roar and a screech of tires on the track. Jimmy’s car lurched into the lead, his foot...

    • Author: delphi
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 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 about 9 years ago.
  • Ashes Remain: Chapter One;; Part 1

    I sat hunched over a keyboard, punching in keys with great speed. I took pride in my work, although it was only a boring office job. I was merely a number in a sea of cubicles, but at least I enjoyed what I did, being anonymous. I heard someone clear t...

  • Speed

    Dawn was breaking but slowly. The decrepit stadium, lighted by fading lamps, was desolate. He bent low and tightened his shoelaces, his facial muscles taut and strained from the effort to do so. The air was sharp and cold, hurting his lungs a little as...

  • 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 over 6 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...

  • Race Against Time

    Speed through Every memory that dares To hold hostage A single second of your day Race by Every mistake That drags you deeper Into a past miasma Of pain and despair Fly far enough To leave behind Every choice that ended in tragedy Where logic Was on...

  • Running

    Speed, I am speed, I told myself. My big run was in five minutes, and I needed to psych myself up. A mere 5k, but it decided my fate. I stretched my calves and compulsively retied my Nikes. Two minutes to go. I took off my warm-up jacket and headed to ...

  • 8. ZXooomed!

    Speed increases as I hurtle my way downwards towards my incipient concussion with some as-yet-unseen ground. At least, I assume there will be something hard below me to impact. This is a mental flight: destination, oblivion, or so I hope. However, as t...

  • 17. Conclusion: My Dark Campfire

    I PILOT my FEAR from EARTH to MARS, I hurtle through SPACE at the SPEED of LIGHT SOCIETY may CALL to me from afar; But I RUN through DARKNESS in my fright. I’ll never calm my DAUGHTER’s FEARS, Or take PRIDE in her laughter at a COMEDY show....