Wandering through the field,  it feels like something’s watching me. And not in an admiring way either. We’re being stalked, and that became pretty apparent the moment we found a 60-foot sword in the middle of a field..  

“Wait a second, _what?!_” Jack shouts, clutching his head as we all stared up at the sword in wonder. Who in the world wielded _that?! _Do we have to speak to _giants_ now or som...

I keep my face blank as the army’s general paces back and forth, his boots echoing in the cold stone hall.

If he catches me, I’m dead.

If I show any emotion, I’m dead.

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_Don’t think. Don’t think._

“It seems we have a problem, soldiers,” the general says, his voice low and dangerous. “Do you want to know what that problem is?”

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_Don’t think. Don’t think._

The general stops in front of...

Mid-morning sunshine broke through the blinds and woke me from a halfway decent sleep. I'd slept in later than normal. My one day off this week had been bookmarked for sleeping and rotting. It was glorious. A couple of errands to run at my own leisure with plenty of time for coffee breaks in between. It's the small things in life. My phone was on the charger so I roll over to grab it and see if I ...

A throbbing bass line pounded the walls of Flesh. The strip club was dim except for a few ornate chandeliers. Cheap seats in the center and VIP banquets on the perimeter, each patron’s face glowed red orange in the faux candlelight. Back stage was dressing rooms and assorted play areas. Flesh, a members-only private club, had only human staff and a select Android clientele. In a dark corner one of...

Elias Marlowe had always been the type to say yes. To lend a hand. To step forward when others shrank back. It wasn’t courage exactly—more a compulsive need to prove himself useful, valuable even. So when the town council called for volunteers for an unnamed “special project,” Elias’s hand shot up before his brain could catch up.

He regretted it the moment he saw the box.

It sat in the center of...

“Volunteer Hours?..” Dianne read off of the corkboard.

Emelia groaned. “Of course we have to do this. Why did you even make me sign up for Honors Society?”

Diann huffed angrily, looking back from the corkboard. “They get a free trip to Cedar Point at the end of the year..”

Emelia leaned over Diann’s shoulder intriguingly. “Oh. Yeah..” She sighed. Emelias blonde hair intertwined with Diann’s ...

Hello sir, my name is Fred and thank you for allowing me to help out on your project. I like doing volunteer work for our military veterans that have served our country. What is it that you would like me to help you with?

Come inside Fred, I’m Jim and this is my wife Sandra. Hello Sandra, let’s go into the bathroom.

I need the water lines run to my new vanity and the surround needs to be instal...

Oh no

Not again

Why do I always say yes

I guess

It’s because

I have good intentions

Not to mention

I never want

To

Let anyone

Down...

Ten stuffed another donut into his mouth. "No, I just think its a job for someone-"

"Okay. stop." Iris held up a hand to shield herself from the powered-sugar-spray, face twisted in disgust. "She made her choice."

"Yeah! I made my choice" Masha parrots. She twirls, skirt spinning like a small whirlpool. "Besides, it's not like I'll get caught."

"That's what they all say." Ten smirks and takes a...

God I wish I hadn’t volunteered to be the person to break so many hearts. I volunteered to early and now it’s too damn late to back out. Chrysanthemum, my darling is one I’m terrified to hurt now. I’m afraid to tell her how I feel, for fear I may tear her heart out as I continue to fall. Too many have told me to confess. To confess would be to give myself up and how am I to do that and stay just a...