Stories tagged “sweat”
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Fog of War
They were waiting for us. “Ambush, that’s original.”, thought Alberts. It’s dark; feels industrial in here. I look at the team. These are kids, not soldiers. Got more teeth than pubic hair. “Sir, I smell ambush.” I g...
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Staredown
A single bead of sweat rolls down his forehead, the only motion I have seen in the past hour. An observer would see no more than two men, tensed like loaded springs, staring at each other a few yards apart… but the battle had begun as soon as our...
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Creation and destruction
His eyes were crossed. The cold cylindrical corridor stared at His face. Air pooled around Him and cooled the sweat which seemed like a constant reminder of His life these days- something cold, putrid- something that is produced to help, but is only a ...
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Sweating Bullets
My skin is slippery and smooth. I wipe the sweat out of my eyes, but it only smears around more. Blink. Grimace. Keep running. The sky grows darker and the air takes on a foreign chill. My sneakers slap the pavement with an angry rhythm. My leg hair br...
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Quiet Voice in Shadow
“Interesting choice,” came a whispered commentary as she pulled the glorious gem from its resting place. A litany of swear words ran through her mind though she forced herself to stay silent, eyes forward as she pocketed the thing of beauty...
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Less Than Stellar Working Conditions
It was getting hot and the humid heat always made me claustrophobic. Sweat drenched my hair and gathered on my forehead, making my face itch. The suit that prevented me from wiping away the sweat was miserable to work in, and a general pain in the ass....
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Addiction
Sunset Cold sweat Sweet syringe Obsolete silhouettes Fray together at the fringe
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Ashes Ramain: Chapter One;; Part 2
Before me now stood a large black man. A bead of sweat dribbled down my temple as I gulped what could have been my last breath. The creature opened his gaping mouth, “I am sorry, truly sorry to tell you this, but the corporation is having to make...
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Desert Sequence
As I walked in the arid, dry desert I could feel the penetrating sand sting my tender skin. I had only recently dropped everything and moved here to get this over with. I kept walking, unwillingly dealing with the unpleasant feeling of perspiration con...
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Piss Poor Comfort
Just before dawn and half past dead the floor on the way to the bathroom swung beneath my feet. The clock’s pendulum had nothing on me and my sorry existence. Gin never did agree with me; that was your bottle. Sorry I drank it. Somewhere between ...
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The Secrets of Our Gardens (Part 1)
The old man’s name was Sid and he set a pace that reminded me of Tai Chi- insidiously easy. We weren’t moving very fast but after only a few steps I was sweating like I’d run a marathon. Sid chattered happily as we moved through the G...
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Silk Starlight, Redux
A delicate hand raises limply to trace circles in the mosquito netting. The man in the moon intrudes, casting a symphony of non-color across the white mesh, cobwebs, and pale skin. Her faint rasp of a breath is an angel’s footfall. He watches, po...
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Real Paleontologists Sweat
Doc Williams thumped the belly of the triceratops affectionally known as Pokey. “You’re all done, big fella. Now quit trying to play with the big boys before you get seriously hurt.” He warned. Pokey snorted and started to lumber away...
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Digital
She stayed in bed for a long time after he left. He had stumbled around for a while in the dark and sloppily kissed her lower back before ducking out the door. The sun had still not risen, hopefully it never would. She turned and twisted her feet into ...