sillygoose
just a moody pond animal.
sillygoose
just a moody pond animal.
just a moody pond animal.
just a moody pond animal.
The living room door bursts open.
“Temi?”
A suitcase falls from her grasp as she falls onto the floor, a look of desolate sadness crumpling her features.
My heart races in fear. I’ve never seen her like this.
I try to address her calmly, but my pulse grows deafeningly loud in my chest.
“Temi. Talk to me, please. What’s going on?”
She attempts to speak, but her hyperventilated breathing disru...
The rumbling army drew closer.
She was out of time. The oracle had specified this precise location. The air was windy. The compass was glowing. Everything was as described. What was she missing?
The rumbling grew louder.
A ring of stone began to spin underneath her, glowing with letters in a language she did not recognise as a glowing object began to be assembled in the air.
Battle horns sound...
It was hell.
My gear was reaching its limit. The smoke was beginning to filter through the mask, the searing heat slowly penetrating my layers. I was running out of time.
Smash through this door.
Run up these stairs.
Hurry.
Move.
Now.
Just barely audible over the sounds of destruction, I hear the faint whimpering of my target. The entity I had been instructed to save.
I engage the door lock, n...
I toil for hours.
My legs bruise from the physical strain. My breath continues to fall out of my lungs in laboured stress, desperately trying to oxygenate my body.
My hands grip tighter, feeling the clasp of my own skin wrap itself together with increased vigor, drawing from whatever resolve I have left.
I beg of you, my body.
I beseech you, my legs.
Do not fail me, my hands.
Every week, I tak...
It was a very simple plan. Painfully simple even.
Get in, make the deal, get out.
The soft rain was an unwelcome factor, but did little to change the plans.
Because again, painfully simple. Get in, make the deal, get out. How could it go wrong?
“You have the product?”
She lifts up the inside of her coat to reveal a bizzare looking knife.
“This is what they paid a million for?”
“In the same ...
“No,” he said to me.
“Your mind is not in control. You are.”
We argue like this every other day. He, a long-time philosopher, would continually barrage me with his logic and reason. I would counter with my impulsive, feeling based arguments.
The village often gathered to watch.
“If my mind isn’t in control, why does our subconscious constantly whisper to us all the time?”
He pauses, as if con...
Do you gamble, or play it safe?
What is life without experience?
Imagine never feeling, never risking.
Only calculating, never jumping.
Don’t you tire of playing it safe?
Don’t you wish for more?
You can never gain anything without risking anything.
You would never win a boxing match without stepping into the ring.
But your life is so much more than just a clobbering round of fists and blood...
The human condition is so easily shattered.
I laugh to myself as I’m rolled into the emergency room.
If I could laugh, that is. A piercing pain prevents me from taking a full breath, suspended between short inhales rushed out by shorter exhales.
I do not feel great.
But I felt great yesterday.
What was I doing?
As I’m rolled into the room, blinding lights flood my vision.
My eyes feel as th...
I hung my head in despair.
I have tried.
I have been disciplined.
I have sacrificed.
I have watched everyone around me live the life I want to live. I gave away everything to bring me closer to that life.
But years and years have passed. It feels unreachable. Eternal. As if the expanse of the infinite stretches between me and everything I wish for, continually crashing and expanding with every ...