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Previously, in Part 7: Anna Pottage and a White Van Part 8 Dear Diary, Well, I told you so. Winter is coming. I woke up, laughing, before the dawn. I was giggling in my sleep, apparently.
By Paula Shablo5 years ago in Fiction
Man Vs. the End of the World
Chapter 1 Leon Grates pulled himself through the narrow opening into the bottom of the crevice he’d lowered himself through hours before. He’d been happily exploring the cave alone, even though spelunking wisdom told said a person should never explore a cave without a buddy. The cave reminded Leon of the hours he’d spent below ground growing up in the hills of Tennessee. Neal, however, tended to be a bit claustrophobic and had asked to stay above ground. He assured Leon that he’d stay close by to monitor the radio in case Leon got into any trouble and to be there when the man needed to get out of the cave.
By Karen Delgado5 years ago in Fiction
Captain Rydian of the Human Galactic Unit
I snuck silently through the halls. I was nervous, but brave as I kept my guard up. I didn't have any weapons aside from my personal laser, but that wasn't all that useful a tool. Cadets weren't allowed to carry lethal weapons, so the most my laser would do was give a good burn. I suppose it was better than nothing.
By Lydia Booker5 years ago in Fiction
Loci Season 2
The fast magnet is not so useful in the traditional sniper role, because the enemy player has to reload the locus with it. However, it makes Locus Reloads much faster, which is handy to prevent players from getting caught reloading too often.
By Sita Baral5 years ago in Fiction
In Service of the Crown
Clem was one of the last men left in the bar. He ordered another drink and raised it as a toast. “To His Majesty the King—may he live long and prosper!”
By charlotte meilaender5 years ago in Fiction
The Package on the Table
Dinner with my young protégé had gone about as well as I had expected it to go. The fool girl is meddling in forces that she does not fully comprehend. In any event, things are proceeding as has been prophesied. I watched her sporty coup drive away, she rounded a corner and was gone.
By Saint St.James5 years ago in Fiction
The Fishtank Chapter 2
I returned to the asylum the next morning, a new notebook in hand. The old one had been full of leads, your typical small-town stories. Butcher’s wife caught with another man. Priest’s daughter fled from home, probably with her boyfriend. Nothing exciting. Hence the new notebook, a new story. I’d stuck on a thin strip of masking tape, writing on the front Nathan, 14/02/16 – The Fishtank
By Max Higgs5 years ago in Fiction
Phase of the Moon
There weren't always dragons in the valley. Unlike most supernatural beings, they were solitary creatures, and not drawn to civilisation. Outside of the most remote regions, to see one was a rare sight. Some might even call it a portent or omen.
By Natasja Rose5 years ago in Fiction
Guilty Minds: Welcome To White Bridge (Home Of The Red Devil) (Part 2)
I know people see me as a wreck who lives under Micah´s shadow and party like no ones business but honestly what is my life without Micah. Cheer leading is the only thing I have besides the people I hang around with, they believe all my choices are just bad for me. Maybe they are but I am only doing what I know will help me escape my reality. Help me run from my situation because that´s what I do pop pill, drink and pretend everything´s okay that´'s the Bailey I am.
By EssyV5 years ago in Fiction
Anna Pottage and a White Van
Previously in Part 6: Nightmares Part 7 Dear Diary, You are never going to believe the day I had! Why would you? I don’t.
By Paula Shablo5 years ago in Fiction
Captain Rydian of the Human Galactic Unit
Chapter 7 I stepped off the bus and looked around. The Capital was amazing. Everything was bright and bustling. The place was full of klitons of every color, even colors I didn't know klitons could be. Everyone wore beautiful clothes and colors and walked around with bags and fancy purses or they sat under large umbrellas in front of fancy restaurants.
By Lydia Booker5 years ago in Fiction
The Next Death; Chapter 11
It's been three days and neither Mr. Mors nor Agatha had returned. I wouldn't consider it odd, but neither of them is ever gone that long at the same time. I keep trying to get information out of Neal, but he's not letting anything slip.
By Katarzyna Crevan5 years ago in Fiction