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3AM
“What now?” She says, staring into his dark eyes, longing to catch the same swelling of incredible lust in them, as she was sure her own had given everything away ( Read more... ) -
Written in A&P class this morning
The man lies alone in the darkness, staring in the direction of the ceiling. There isn’t enough light for him to make anything out, but his eyes are fixed none the less. There’s a light breeze outside the bedroom window that’s carried in by the small fan perched precariously on the sill. The thrum of the fan only motivates his scattered thoughts ( Read more... ) -
"Getting raped by a bunch of guys would suck!" - Justin
Our protagonist lay sleeping on the daybed, having thought he clearly outfoxed his fellows by stealing their weapon bucks. He slept there as his thoughts were far from the physical world. And that is when the other pounced ( Read more... ) -
Just doin' my job
He felt a sudden pulse of energy through the ancient seal he wore at his belt, entrusted to him by the queen of his adopted homeland. A gentle flow of magic washed over him as he mouthed, “I’m sorry, duty calls!” to his beloved wife as the world faded away to be replaced with a throne room. The queen withdrew from her foe as he appeared in front of ( Read more... ) -
Double Drabble... Go!
Her eyes traced their way along the broad river, steadily snaking their gaze westward where the otherwise drab-colored freshwater basked luxuriously in the fiery glow of the setting sun. The sky was clear and the breeze was cool against the bare skin of her legs, which were dangling casually over the edge of the pier. The sounds of the city ( Read more... ) -
The good old days.
Let's just call this a double drabble and some change ( Read more... ) -
More than 100, but I couldn't trim it anymore and still like it.
“Somewhere Over The Rainbow” echoes in my head as I sit in the warm, comfortable coffee shop, sizing up my personal rainbow in the form of my text books. The classic metaphor of Dorothy’s rainbow takes hold of my literary senses and forces me to scribe my reflections. Some of us lazily gaze up at their rainbow’s majesty, dreaming one day to cross ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
This has been the first and only time I've considered forwarding a chain text because it promises that someone important to me will come back into my life if I don't break the chain. I don't believe that annoying a selection of my friends with a generic forwarded message will affect my love life, but it doesn't hurt to wish otherwise ( Read more... ) -
Instead of what I was trying to write... hostility is quicker.
He sat his weight down in the plastic and metal chair in front of the computer terminal, the only one with speakers, to begin his usual slacking. He opened Firefox and Microsoft Word and set to writing. The door buzzer goes off. He gets up and tends to the customer’s need. He sits back down. The second the contented sigh leaves his lips as comfort ( Read more... ) -
Creationism
Kneeling by the river, she drove her hands deep into the clay that had been baking in the late summer sun. She called upon a soft breeze to gift him with a voice like silk; the salty water to lend him the biting cunning he would seek to hide for his entire life. With a mother's caress she molded a kind brow and plump lips women would find ( Read more... )