Private Morlane · Rooster · Let the regiment sleep
Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...
Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...
Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...
Swing.
My mind was moving faster than my body. I wanted to play in the swing so bad but my feet weren't moving fast enough. ...
I let out a heavy sigh as I stepped over the cobwebs, allowing myself to have a moment of preparation. The swing rock...
she couldn't do it. her moist, clammy hands clung to the wooden pole with vicious might as she drew in intermittent, ...
"Wait, so he hit you?"
"No. He didn't." I hid the bruise on my face with veiled hair. I didn't want to admit the truth. It was harsh. "Then ...
"Wait, so he hit you?" "Yes, but it's not what it seems. He's been really stressed at work. He swore it would never h...
"Wait, so he hit you?" “No, I told you. He whispered just before I woke up.” I had already told the story a couple ...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go.
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. Aiming at the highway man was easy, pulling the trigger was the problem. I couldn...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. “Your turn” she said, as my hands trembled in fear. Why was I here? Who was she? ...
The pistol was cocked, ready to go. I was going to show him. I was angry, no, furious. He cut me off! In this city, t...
The young boy ran for his life, the giant monster of a dog chasing after him. The boy didn't do anything wrong, he th...
Wooshy Wooshy and futuristic Just out of the corner of my eye, that thing I had been running towards, to, seeking It...
Running from the swarm of bees, Roger kept his eyes firmly ahead knowing he'd be able to jump into the river, swim un...
There was blood on my pillow.
"there was blood on my pillow and a noose in my heart" These country singers were getting downright moros, good thou...
There was blood on my pillow. It's 6 a.m. and there is blood on my pillow. I started to try and remember what happene...
Whitechapel 1888. There was blood on my pillow again this morning when I awoke. My landlady has already been asking ...
In 1921, he flew from the Great Rift Valley.
In 1921, he flew to the Great Rift Valley. He came back from the world called Calpfinn. The place where not only ordi...
In 1921, he flew from the Great Rift Valley to the California shore In 1934, he was spotted near a bank robbery that...
In 1921, he flew from the Great Rift Valley, along the trails left by the ancient Martians, to find the Temple of the...
"Why did I have to dress up as Napoleon?" Billy thought as he entered the Halloween party. His friends were dressed ...
Once upon a time there was little man whom no-one believed. His name was Henry, and he loved to go to parties. But wh...
I waited for her, all night long I stood there waiting. As the crowd dissipated, I was left erect and waiting. I make...
The building I lived in was old, rusty around the doorknobs, the 14th floor was still half under construction. The we...
My word muscles are stiff. My writing bones ache. The prose reads like a bruise. I burst bored air through my lips, ...
I lay siege to it. This was war and a fast and furious assault seemed the surest course. There was a front to push fo...
I walked along the flat stones that made up the busy road and let the bustling crowds swallow me whole. My heart poun...
Walking towards the light, the people wondered if they would be provided clothes or would they have to keep walking i...
Gavin was gloating. "Enjoy your final moments, Kevin ... maybe use them to wonder how I found you. Good-bye ..." He ...