Stories tagged “time”

  • Time Again

    It’s time. It’s time to do this again. Time to set fingers to keys, and remember how this works. I’ve almost forgotten how to do to this. I’ve almost forgotten what this meant. I’ve almost forgotten that gut feeling. IR...

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • An Obscene Hour

    “Six-thirty in the morning is an obscene hour,” he says, staring out the window at the golden-lit trees. “It’s an obscene hour no matter which side of th day you’re coming at it from.” “Of course,” you sa...

    • Author: Byn
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Time Flies

    The pair danced back and fourth as flashes of steel separated them. Clanging of their weapons melded seamlessly with the ticking of the massive clockworks. “In the name of Queen and country, I demand your surrender,” the guard in red called out bet...

    • Author: Jamwes
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • The box

    The bank is large and ostentatious: marble facades and room for ten tellers, though only four are occupied this afternoon. There will be a robbery here tomorrow. I’m waiting for the woman who handles safety deposit boxes to take her break. She...

  • Ditching

    I slide to the edge of the hill, letting the majority of my skis hang over. Scanning the mountain, I see only a couple of ramps, and they’re fairly easy to get around. That’s the only reason this is rated a double black; the rest is hardly even con...

  • NYPD

    He sat watching a re-run of NYPD Blue. Man did they all wear overcoats that were to big for them? Did they all have bad hair? He could not believe that in such a short time span humans had changed so much. He felt sorry for the human race. He could see...

    • Author: ernmander
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Tempis Fuggit

    By his twenty-fifth birthday, Jim knew exactly how he was going to die. Twenty-three years from now, he would be bludgeoned to death with a frying pan after drinking the last beer of his already extremely annoyed erstwhile room-mate. “Wow, just a...

    • Author: jr conlin
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • It's one of Those Nights

    I roll over on my bed. I force my eyes to shut and my mind is full of thoughts. So it’s going to be one of those nights… A single, major I idea stays flowing in my brain, time. Has my time been wasted? I feel a sudden rush of anxiety as I l...

  • Breathe deeply, exhale.

    Success is measured in part by the end result, and in part by the progress. There is no better progress in working on a time machine – to go back in time to talk to yourself – than to see a future you come back in time, just as you planned....

  • How to give advice

    I know how to take advice. I even know how to take criticism. But as far as getting things done, I have never, ever backed down. You could be the reason that history is “fixed” – fooling guys like me into not bothering to even try. We...

  • At the beach [poem]

    At the beach I watch seagulls Flirt with gravity. I can feel all my problems fading As I lift my face to receive the sun. I sink toes into seemingly bottomless sand And contemplate what it means To be meaningless — Just another grain in the hourglass...

    • Author: Ana Cristina
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Nothing but Time

    Darkness. Darkness darker than anything I can describe surrounds me. I have taken countless attempts at my life, but still I float. Alone. I was insane for some time, perhaps a hundred million years or more. Those were nice years, they passed right by ...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • A Tale of Time

    Time sighed as he looked down at the two teenagers arguing below him. He watched as the girl went from hugging the boy to slapping him, after he said something in her ear. He looked on as the boy blustered a protest, which the girl ignored as she walke...

    • Author: wytherwings
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Yesterday is Coming Fast

    After Chase de-boarded and claimed his luggage—it was, remarkably, all there—he decided to take one of the waiting lounges up on its name. Since Tokyo was his final destination, he had some time to kill. Deciding against a cold, overpriced ...

    • Author: jesteram
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • Playing with Time

    And time was exactly what Time had plenty of. There was no rush, no urgency in solving this matter. Time had all the time he needed to find the exact moment when things began to go wrong for the two teenagers. And so, Time began to concentrate, getting...

    • Author: George
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Based on True Events

    “Has anybody ever told you the story-” I’m yelling even though he’s in the passenger seat next to me. We have the windows down, the sunroof open- I’d be fighting against the ipod but I had turned that down in anticipation ...

    • Author: TalonJay
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • The Delay (Mature)

    I cried for six months when she refused to get the abortion. It was a mistake. We met at a party, we were both drunk, things happened, I don’t want to be a dad. It was around the sixth month that I finally grew to accept my fate. Six months later...

    • Author: Ronnie
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Reminder of Time

    Tick Tick Tick Yes I know, I’m finishing up the last bit of work. Tick Tick Tick Yes, yes, do the laundry, fix dinner, fetch the kids, yada yada Tick Tick Tick I’m driving as fast as I can! Tick Tick Tick Oh god, I hate that sound. Tick Tic...

    • Author: Mirror
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • Deconception

    Charlie sat pondering at his desk. His topic of inquiry for the moment was the concept of time. It seemed constant, but he knew Einstein had proved that time was relative. Charlie also knew that reality itself was relative; if in someone’s mind s...

  • Borrowed Time

    She remembered the feeling of nauseous weightlessness as clearly as she recalled her non-existent measurement. Ice had clambered down her spine as she looked at her name. No line was drawn next to her stupid name. She had seen it clearly – there ...

  • Self Pity

    Her mother worked in a hospital. Her father ran the hospital. “Nurse Kirk’s daughter,” or “Dr. Kirk’s daughter” was all they said. It was never her name. It was something she was sometimes glad for. She tried not to ...

  • Before & After

    Everyday, the Book lost and gained pages. Every hour, the Book became thinner, and then turned grossly fat, and then shed its excess pages, continuing in a vicious cycle and reminding Saya how many people flickered in and out of the world. Rowan asked ...

  • Neverend-Game

    Idiot idiot idiot. There, another word all used up. I had been saving that one. For the trillionth time, I’m reminded of a play I once saw about a blind old man and his faithful servant. Infinite emptiness will be all around you, he said, and the...

    • Author: Marcus Carab
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Jumper

    I was a man, and now I am nothing. For every wormhole I’ve ever traveled through, another tragic realization reaches my senses by the arrival of “the end.” Another friend, dead millennia in the past. Another love, missing in the fabri...

  • Fast-Forward

    I blushed. I couldn’t help it… was it the alcohol or was I actually falling for this guy? As much as I hated to admit it… I was falling. I was falling hard. “That’s true. I kind of hate him less for bringing me to his stup...