Stories tagged “victory”
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Memories of A First Date: Marshmellows, Victory and Injury
kkssh. The scene was so sweet it sent shooting pains through my sensitive gums. Jessie’s mother stopped the volley of marshmallows, and Jessie caught the last of it in her mouth. “Sorry, sorry! Did you eat one? Oh Jessica, I think we’ve been teas...
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Across Time and Worlds
“Hello, my name is Victory, and I speak to you across time and worlds. You and I have never met face to face. We have shared planets, though never concurrently, and I have come to know you from the things you left behind. “You are an exceed...
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Painting in Red
The torture went on and on, day after agonizing day. I thought I would go crazy. I thought I would break. I thought…I thought I thought I thought… Then one day I had it. The key to my final, greatest victory. A penny. It must have fallen from a gua...
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Triumph
The clickity-clack of the typewriter keys fill the room; my final work was almost complete. For ages I had planned it. I had written it a hundred times, a thousand times! Now though, it wasn’t only ink on a notebook, a napkin, a newspaper, it was...
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Revengencer.
It’s all about the little things. Furniture moved two inches to the left every other morning, back six inches to the right on sundays. Missing clothes, eventually replaced by progressively more ridiculous outfits. Half eaten food in the fridge th...
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Sudden Death
It was war like I’d never seen war. Bodies lay in the dirt, in the ditches and weeds, groaning in pain from their wounds. There were more than two dozen casualties, most on their side, some on ours. Their outpost was in sight, flag flapping in th...
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Funny Victory
That memory struck me about midway through a 20 meter sprint to the next available cover, a toppled fruit stand. By the time my gear and I came tumbling to a stop on its far side the giggles overtook me. A grenade went off, and someone swore loudly in ...
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Morning Synchrony
The product of our labors lay before us: the White House replicated in coarse sand, every exacting detail present thanks to Josh’s critical eye. Theresa and I looked away, not wanting to jinx the next part. I held my breath as Phil prepared the f...
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Aurora lucis
The last thing you remember is the thing in flames, falling, dying and screaming. Being banished. It doesn’t matter any more. You open your eyes. No psychopomp greets you, so you are still alive, at least. You sit up, the smell of ash and blood t...
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Enemies of the Age: Triumph of the Day
The Red Knight faltered as the the Warlord’s body finished deflating in front of him. Maxi tensed the muscles around his left eye, adjusting the telescopic part of his ocular enhancement. Tiny details obscured by distance became clear. There was ...
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On Patrol: Signs of Victory
“Nevermind that now, look!” I screamed with excitement. Everyone followed my gaze and started whooping and laughing. The only thing left of the ship that had attacked us was the one mag anchor still attached to our hull, its chain, and some...
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The Spectral Force, Triumphant!
Slowly, light enveloped his body as two other spectral shapes condensed into being nearby. They coalesced into large, geometrically armored figures, one a blazing white and the other a deep violet. Cleric stood, and around his form was a similar mantle...