Adventure
Greybridge
My name is Alden Rook. I am 17 years old and I’ve lived in Greybridge for all my life. My mom raised me all by herself along with me and my 2 siblings, and somehow made this strange city home. I'm dating a lovely girl named Mara Ellison. We’ve been dating for about 3 years now and I love her and wanna spend all my days with her. This city though isn’t a normal city, there’s rules, rules that nobody can explain but you just know like its a law. Everyone learns these rules when they turn 18, like they’re embedded in your mind. Nobody questions it, it's just how life is in Greybridge. Nobody in my family has ever been outside of Greybridge, you get the food inside the city, you go to the doctor inside the city, never outside. I’ve always wondered about what it would be like to leave this city, for something new, stretch my arms out like a falcon and fly away. I try to brush all these thoughts out of my brain, as I bike my way to Mara’s house. I turn 18 tomorrow and we planned on going to the movies and maybe grabbing a bite after, so I was ready for a fun night. I arrive at her house, as she’s sitting on the front doorstep waiting for me with her special outfit on. It’s got a certain glow that reflects off of her making her seem like an angel from heaven. “You look beautiful tonight Mara”, I tell her as she jumps into my arms with a crushing hug. Her brown eyes stare at me back and she utters a calm thank you. She hops on the back of my bike as we ride to the theater hoping to catch that new movie, before all the tickets are sold. We arrive, get our tickets, the very last two left: Lucky us, and get a drink and popcorn to share. She’s going off about how excited she is about the movie and all I can do is sit and admire her. Her dark black hair like ink flowing in the hair matched with her brown eyes light as milk chocolate. Matched with a smile that lights up this city with the energy it needs, she's perfect. We take our seats down in the theater and enjoy the movie. She's dead silent and laser focused on every scene, every character and by the end she’s going off about how good it was and all her favorite parts. I do have to agree the movie was pretty good, and I had a really fun time with her in my arms while watching. We biked down to our favorite restaurant, a little small owned business, where our first date was. We sit side by side instead of across from each other, and order our food, she gets the burger with fries and I get a cheese steak sub, my favorite from here. As we eat and enjoy the food, she tilts her head on my shoulder, her black hair spilling everywhere, and I feel at home. I feel like I could sit here all night with her and never get tired of it. Though eventually the night ends, and we go our separate ways, I drop her off leaving her with a kiss on the lips and bike home. On the way home I hear a scream, not a scared scream, a scream that echoes like your life is in danger. I rush out looking for the source and realize I rushed too far, I’ve stepped outside of the border.
By Christian Sanchez11 days ago in Fiction
Sisyphus’ Punishment
I’ve been doing this for three thousand years. At least that's what I estimate, more or less. Can’t tell more precisely because I lost count of days and nights. With this job, you would too, anyone would. Yes, I have to roll this huge rock up not only during the day but at night, too. Up and down, up and down. I roll it up, almost all the way to the top, it rolls down under its weight and I have to start over.
By Lana V Lynx11 days ago in Fiction
Those Red Eyes
I had never seen a bird like this before. Its entire body was covered in black feathers, and its red eyes filled me with such terror that I started running. The recitation of Ayat al-Kursi ran continuously on my tongue, and my eyes were brimming with tears.
By Sudais Zakwan12 days ago in Fiction
Choosing the Bear
I wasn’t expecting this. I had to go into town for eggs. Normally, Bessie and Judith and Norbert give me enough that this is never a problem, but for some reason they all got broody at the same time. The fact that there’s a handsome pheasant hanging around the cottage, strutting around like he’s “actually a peacock you know.” Yes, he actually said that. So of course the hens are clucking away. Not that anything will come of it, of course, but, the instincts die hard.
By Meredith Harmon12 days ago in Fiction
The Curious case of The Temporal Anomaly.
Sherlock Holmes arrived at King’s Cross Station with precious few minutes to spare. He planned on boarding the 10:17 train to Highbury Street...but he stepped onto the curious new Platform 8.5 with a raised eyebrow. The brass placard looked freshly bolted, the numbering illogical. Even the air felt wrong - a faint scent of hot iron and sagebrush drifting where London fog should have been.
By Novel Allen12 days ago in Fiction
Pay Attention to Advice
Once upon a time, an ant was passing along a path to collect grains of barley when suddenly her eyes fell upon a beehive. The sweet fragrance of honey made her mouth water. The hive was attached to a rock. The ant tried repeatedly to climb the rocky surface to reach the hive, but she failed again and again because her feet kept slipping and she fell every time.
By Sudais Zakwan12 days ago in Fiction
Captain Michael and the Horn of Logan
“I am King David the Magnificent. The Great and Powerful. Ruler over all that is in front of me, all that is behind me. All that is to the north, south, east, and west of me. Why have you come before my great presence? Make your request now. If it sounds pleasant to my ears, I might consider granting you your request. If not, you will be fed to the lions.”
By David E. Perry13 days ago in Fiction
