“I really don’t understand what you’re doing. Stop talking to air, or the wall, you seem…” Richie hesitated as he noticed his friend Trey, someone he had known for years, morph before him. His friend’s sharp, masculine jaw line, blonde hair, and shrewd piercing eyes remained unchanged, yet underneath the robust physiology lurked a malleable soul, beaten and battered and hidden away until this very...

A sunset alone. Another sunset alone. The etchings on the great wall peculiar and contrived.

Your horse trots, your horse you ride. Camp is, as has been for weeks, meditative yet anxious; the stars inspire awe, but the creaks in the thicket make your heart thump.

You’ve ventured into the unknown; effectively unknown that is, for the trails are traveled and worn yet the feeling is all the same ...

I turned the corner, and by chance, as if in a fairy tale or poem, I stood facing a brick arch way about twice my height. It had been abandoned for some time, for the plants and moss were converging on their ancestral grounds; the beginning of a long journey toward nature’s retribution.

There was a track, of sorts, leading into the arch way and down a dark tunnel that cut under the forest floor. ...

They stood silently, one in each corner of the room, straining their ears for the anticipated moment. The children exchanged glances, from corner to corner, to confirm no one moved early: rule breaking would not be tolerated. Any minute now the alarm will go off, and spring the lifeless room into action, but patience was key. One early step, and you lose. One flinch, and you're destined for the ho...

“50 on number 5,” touted Jim Norse, with a stern face and a cigarette wedged between the corner of his lips. “Tonight’s my night, I know it without a doubt this time.”

“And what makes you so certain?” Asked the stranger next to him.

“I’ll say this lad, that horse isn’t the only thing I’m betting on.”

“Aye, then what else?”

“If I told you, then I’d have to kill you.”

“Fuckin hell, I didn’t k...

“My soul resides in the depths of depravity,” wrote the retired Canadian news leader, reflecting on her life.

“Retribution: once I thought it was my acting duty, now I see that vengeful moralism only leads to atrocities.”

She sat at the end of a dock in an alpine lake. The country side was the only safe place for such a public figure. For years she was loved and revered, a journalist fighting f...

March 13th, 2024. A third spacecraft crashed in the Arctic; our team, task force 119, dispatched early this morning to start examinations. We monitored from a couple hundred meters out, and no life appeared to be present. Before approaching, our team stepped into contamination suits in case of foreign disease or radiation. This precaution was of unknown necessity. The craft was 5 stories tall and...

A ray of light pierced through a slit in the curtains. The team of three, waiting for the storm to pass, may see the weather window they’ve been waiting for after all. Having been stuck inside for almost two weeks, they knew this was an opportunity they could not miss. In this era of climbing, the early 1960’s, weather forecasting was in its infancy; they had to rely on pure intuition. It was summ...

Green Skeleton Man Prompt

It was a cold winter. And Jane, a newcomer to town, just finished unpacking her belongings from her utility trailer. A thick fog floated throughout town, engendering with it a dreary mood. Overall, though, Jane was happy to be moving out of the city, and felt relieved to be away from the noise, droves of people, and, most importantly, away from the crime that the city bes...

I hate safaris. This feeling had been growing on me for years, and until recently, I ignored it. For what purpose does it serve? I live in a city isolated from anything remotely close to a safari, and, short of the zoo, animal watching is only achieved by the infrequent run in with a small bird. I believe, however, that I can not ignore my indignation.

There is something beneath my psyche that ...