"Prisoner 4331 Thomas Fields, you have been rehibilitated by Midwest Penetentary. You are now a free man. Grab your belongings and exit our facility." A guard said in monotone over a speaker as he looked upon the ex-prisoner through a plexyglass window.

Thomas's handcuffs were removed and then he was handed the belongings he had come in with... 20 years ago. A wallet with twenty dollars still in...

"Take it! Take it all" The disgruntled man yelled at a city bus stop. He had with him a few suitcases and a large wooden trunk. He was clearly traveling.

A woman in a fur coat and high heels was walking away down the street. She hoisted a choice finger up into the air back at the man.

"I dont need anything! Especially not you!" He raised the power of his voice as much as it would go. Then the ...

JOHN: So If you could pick one wild west activity to do today, in our town, what would it be? What I mean is like Rob a train, Rustle cattle, Get into a bar fight, duel at high noon... that kind of stuff.

DILL: I'm not a cowboy.

JOHN: Its Hypothetical, Dill.

DILL: Well I suppose I would probably rob the bank then.

JOHN: Robbing the bank! Good one. How do you plan on pulling it off?

DILL:...

And so here it is, the time has come. My heart leaping sizes larger than my chest can swallow. the words in practice had fluttered out of my mind minutes ago, now I was left with nothing but sheer dread. . Sure it was only an audition, sure it was only a small part... but it was more to prove to myself that i could, rather than collect the paycheck. Anyone knows the only way to break out is to buy...

The helicopter blades thwapped with growing intensity as the ground began to move away. Gunfire was still raining upon them from the trees. It was a miricle anyone at all made it to the evac zone.

What was left of a force of over 10,000 soldiers, had been reduced to three men from a single platoon. As of now, everyone else was missing, captured, or dead. The three men, Harold, Joe, and Spike, ha...

I am made entirely of flaws,

Stitched together by good intentions,

Walk around our broken thoughts,

Guess it's time I go and let them,

I am woven outside the bounds of chaos,

Molded by the moral compass,

Swimming in between the lines,

Hopefully they tend to listen,

I am carved and shaped into distortion,

Gathered up and thrown into light,

Running into hybrid motivations,

I never am what...

We live in a place we call 'The Pale'. Deep below, between the mountains, carved out caverns into castles. We had to adapt, and so we did.

The sky was torched. the protective layers of the atmosphere stripped away. any exposure would melt a man's skin clean off in seconds. This act was done in an attempt to exterminate us, but we were resiliant.

We learned how to see in the dark, adapted the e...

A tense whisper echoed in the dimly lit alley, "We need to get out of here, now!"

"What's wrong?" Herman asked in a Normal voice, which carried in echo down the narrow dark path of brick.

"RUN!" Dallas Yelled.

Then Herman heard the barking. Dogs! an entire pack of them, ferel and vicious, ready to attack. Herman started to run, Dallas already a few steps in front of him. He could hear the do...

(The following is a description of a fictional city set far into the future, used in a larger novel I am writing. Since I think it fits the context of this prompt, I will kindly describe it to you.)

Sitting so far off the mainland that you cannot even see coastline from its edges, Atlantis stands as a testiment to what current technology can achieve. Giant silver steel spires, larger than a ci...

And so my life is much chalked up to chance. Life is a roll of the dice and every step is life or death. Sometimes all we can be is what we are anyways.

It starts when the chill warms off on the crest of the sun. Then we scramble for shade and fight over puddles and protection. Some are strong, others are cunning, and we are all set against one true enemy... the sun.

All I could ever know is t...