Submitted by Jackster.
Your opening scene is a man carrying a body across a beach, at night.
Continue the story.
This definitely wasn’t how I imagined spending my Friday night, but what I can I say, I’m here now. I really do wish I wasn’t here dragging this lifeless body that’s twice my size across the stiff sands of this beach. At least the dark of the night will allow me to take breaks every few feet.
I have no one to blame for this but myself. If only he had listened to me when he had the chance,...
Canon: 4th Season.
The sky was bright with stars and the light reflected off the water and lit up the North Avenue Beach in Chicago. The beach closed at 7pm and it was after 8pm when a figure walked slowly along the beach. This figure carried another smaller figure.
A sigh was heard. “Balki… tell me again why we couldn’t just look at the stars at the planetarium?”
The two men came into view, ...
Issac took a deep breath as he carried his twin brother across the beach.
After doing this for about five more minutes, he stopped and looked down at his arms to look at his brother, Isaiah who in return, was giving him a stupid, blinding smile.
“Don’t give me that look.” Issac said sternly,
“You knew it was a stupid idea to get me up, come out here for god knows what and jump off that rock and...
A man is carrying a body across a beach at night. This is on the outer perimeter of the Upper level. Fresh water trickles from the Upper into the Middle and finally into the Lower. This particular beach is beautiful. Artificial but beautiful. Swimmers must be careful as going to far to the edge as the water falls will likely lead to their downwards fall into the Middle.
There are certain people i...
Tears stream down his face as he carries her down the beach. He forced himself to stifle a sob as he sets her down gently on the ground, her fuchsia hair falling over her closed eyes. He brushes it from her eyes but covers her temple gently.
He puts the shovel hard into the wet sand. Again. Again. He can’t prevent the guttural sob that forces it’s way out of him. The hole gets bigger. Bigger...
Lucas carried his body across the beach at night. He remembered that he and his friend would play there since his friend was young. Before all the weird stuff happened. Since before they came.
He’d never seen one of them and he was certain he never wanted to. Especially not since the night they took his family. He’d been down in the basement getting wood.
Suddenly his mother screamed. “He’s in...
As he reaches the rocks he carefully lays aunt Evie on the water’s edge letting her Wet sand scraped of the oversized pants of jasper, a poor trapped soul roped into something he had no control over.. In his arms, the corpse of his dead aunt lay cradled limp. He didn’t want to kill her but demelza… he had no choice. The cult he was born into, the fort on the hill, demelzas watchdogs. A foot hold i...
The wind, like a haunting whisper, trembled her swinging legs, pulling them to and throw like an after thought of life. Did something above want her sinews to tie back together, clear the deathly fog from her eyes? Did it regret ripping the soul from her frail, rattling chest- did it have the capacity to regret at all?
It was clear she was gone even if nature goaded her to wake. He could tell wel...
Okay, so, before you say anything, no, I’m certainly NOT keeping a diary! All I am doing is keeping a record of my time travelling escapades. My name is Dr ◼️▪️◼️◼️◼️◼️◼️ and I came from the future. I’ve jumped across many different time periods. What’s my reason, you may ask? To cause time paradoxes for laughs, of course! I built my own time machine and let me just say, it works like clockwork!
The crescent moon barely gave off enough light to illuminate the waves crashing on the beach that night, but anyone looking out onto the sand may have seen the odd line dug into the sand stretching from one end of the beach to the other. Had they have been there moments earlier they would have seen the tall man in the long black coat and wide brimmed hat dragging the lifeless body of a young man o...
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