My bones were mis-shapen and cracked, skin and fabric pulled over the exposed muscle. To see me must have been a truly horrific sight. In the lab from which I was born, I was starved and carved until I was hollow, for that was the only way to take flight with the wings they had built into my skin.
They see me for what I can do not as a living being, not a human — if I can even be called that — onl...
It is the stillness that haunts my days
It is the stillness which keeps me awake
It is the stillness that creeps into my soul
It is the stillness that holds me back
It is the stillness which prevents movement
I can’t move,
Can’t eat,
Can’t sleep
The stillness keeps me in place
I hate the stillness
The only thing it does is keep me pinned
I hate change
But without it I am forever stuck in the s...
I walked down the short cobblestone street in the dim lighting of street lamps that hung above my head. The wind howled through the narrow brick walls that surrounded me. Before me stood a man. He couldn’t have been taller than 5’6. I stared at him and he gazed back. Slowly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pouch.
“Candy..?” He said in a voice that reminded me of slime. It was a smooth...
Soon, the darkness shrouded us, hiding us from the hungry gazes of our predators. I could hear the whines and groans of zombies behind the brush. My friend was beside me, Elaine. Her knees scathed and her baggy clothes were tattered.
“Are they still there?” She spoke in a low voice.
“Well you can hear them can’t you?” I harshly whispered back. Maybe a bit too loud?
One of the zombies heads whipp...
