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Stress Test Ch. 5
When Sandy held steady at forty-five miles per hour down Westmore Avenue, she could make all seven green lights between America Thinks, Inc. and Kid'n'Kaboodle. Cars on either side flew by. Those on her tail downshifted, gave their engines a throaty roar and swung into the passing lane. She pulled even with them at each light as they punched it again from a standstill.
By Alan Gold4 years ago in Fiction
Radio Silence - Part 9
There was no one to blame but him. Not the engineers. They did their job, they did everything correctly. It was the compounds. Well, and maybe it was the idiot that didn’t secure the area before leaving the room too, causing the compound to escape the secured air locked space and get out into the main hangar. Yeah, that was him. And, Richard thought, he might’ve put a touch too much of the solidifying agent and not enough of the chemical that would make it fill the gap, and stay up there, like some form of cosmic caulking agent. Oh and the fact that it wasn’t actually loaded into the dispersal mechanisms. The rockets that were supposed to launch it into the atmosphere and send it to where it was supposed to go. The guys that had all those specific trajectories and timing and everything worked out. They weren’t given the opportunity to play their part.
By Caitlin McColl4 years ago in Fiction
The Wanderings of Cedric Slip
My mind steamrolled back and flattened the last 17 years of my life into a two-dimensional, easy-to-read document. I spent my days assessing and diagnosing eyes that stared back me. Eight devoted years studying and understanding how this observant organ operated, I knew all about the coagulation of proteins in the lens which would cause opacification of the edges, spreading inward to the space directly behind the pupil. Cataracts and glaucoma were my special friends. Fasciculation, congenital hypermetropia and strabismus, ate with me every night. Disease and malfunction excited me.
By Robyn Grant4 years ago in Fiction
The Tale of Ferhenmoore:Castle of Flames(Chapter 1)
The castle was under attack, again. Large blue and white dragons crashed through its ashy black and red walls. I overlooked the mess from The Peak, a hollow, triangle-shaped tower with a large pool of flames and lava at the bottom. I ran to the edge and jumped off, whistling a sharp call as I went. I free fell towards the lava for a few seconds, my wavy black hair and black cloak whooshing around me. Then I heard the rustle of giant wingbeats in the distance. A giant manta ray looking creature appeared beneath me and I turned myself to grab it’s black and orangey red back spikes.
By Chemical Legend4 years ago in Fiction
Eric's Journey
Beware the woman with appearance fair For she’s the kind who’s least to care Seek out the woman less pleasant to sight
By Steven Allen4 years ago in Fiction
The Intern -- Chapter 6
After nearly three days, Courtney finally heard from Morris. He overnighted a new burner phone. She scrubbed her internet use the way he taught her and removed the sim card from her old phone before pitching it into the back of a garbage truck. Everything would be fine now... At least that was what she hoped.
By Jason Ray Morton 4 years ago in Fiction
The Long Road
The fire popped and shot embers into the brisk night air, scattering a hundred little lights above the small camp. Once such light drifted from its height to land on the forearm of Ardak, who quickly swept it from his fur. Against the flickering firelight, the giant of a man looked almost peaceful, his blood red eyes casting his gaze into the fire as his strong hands fiddled with the small jade interwoven into his snow-white mane. Between the small gem and the gleaming suit of armour, the flickering light from the fire reflected dancing lights around the area.
By Matt Linde4 years ago in Fiction
Stress Test Ch. 4
Billey's daddy could cuss the ash right off his cigarette. Most evenings, before the mosquitoes got thick, he and Billey would sit by the spool and polish off a pot pie or a can of beans.
By Alan Gold4 years ago in Fiction
Stress Test Ch. 3
Maybe some kind of ancient, magic writing hid in the serving platter's blue willow pattern. Something gave it the power to defy gravity. Once the soapy plate slipped from Sandy's fingertips, it hung in the air while her hands hovered around it like a pair of nervous hummingbirds.
By Alan Gold4 years ago in Fiction
The Hero's Revenge Pt.3
Deeper into the woods Fidan journeyed hearing the creaking of roots and branches all around him. The forest was coming alive changing ever-so slightly. The road twisting and shifting leading him into the jaws of the bloody willow tree. His breathing had become shallow in an effort to calm himself and his breath froze in the air on impact. A shiver went down his spine as the aura around him became colder and colder.
By Matthew Mccahey4 years ago in Fiction
Dreamer - Chapter 7
Disclaimer: This story has multiple parts. To read the previous chapter, click here. He began to come more and more into focus as I rubbed my eyes. The hood was covering his face, and his shadow lingered behind him as he stood there silently. His hands were shoved inside his pockets and his shoulders were hunched forward just a slight bit. He wasn't smiling or frowning. He was just.. blank.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
Radio Silence - Part 8
You wouldn’t think that the end of the world would happen just because you didn’t get to have your normal cup of coffee, now would you? But in Richard Gillivray’s world, that is exactly what happened. The downfall of civilization. Because you ran out of coffee. It’s like something from a movie. Something you’d see and you’d say to yourself ‘yeah, right, like that would ever happen’.
By Caitlin McColl4 years ago in Fiction