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For The Birds
It happened so fast! Pain pulsed through my body before I could even react, as though I’ve flown full speed straight into a mountain side. Gasping for air, the earth swirled around me as I fell closer and closer to death. Helplessly fighting to lift my wings, time was running out. Was this it? Was this how it was all going to end? What would become of my babies. As, I plunged towards the ground a thermal updraft caught my wings and I managed to glide out of the blast zone. 100yrs later and still the effects of the humans linger. We surveyed this area countless times before the last move, how could I have missed this one. I must warn the others.
By Melanie Wilson5 years ago in Earth
Kin
Her strength was gone, her abdomen ached. It took everything she had to escape, but she knew if she could just pull herself over to the shattered street she could breathe, if only for a moment. With one last effort, she hoisted herself over the ridge, the weight of her exhaustion throwing her on her back. She laid there slumped on the cold wet ridge, the sun beginning to retreat behind the jagged horizon. The rain pitter-pattered across her body, rinsing the once stark white sneakers her mom gifted for her birthday, now soiled and unrecognizable. Her breath was heavy, now beginning to slow, not from relief but from necessity. It was finally quiet on the road except for the rain hitting the bent street lamp above her in rapid succession. Thunder continued to roar above, but the frustrated bellows of her pursuers had stopped. She could no longer hear them. As she realized this, she took one moment for herself, closed her eyes and breathed deeply. As she caught her breath, old memories began firing in her mind, like the fireworks from the 4th of July. She laughed softly embracing this simple moment. With her eyes still closed, she analyzed her situation. "I got it, I got it…" She continued breathing heavily as she patted her bag feeling for the large rectangular outline. "Okay. Okay." Celebrating with a big exhale. She lied there for another minute. She opened her eyes, sat up, and almost mechanically moved her arms and legs checking to make sure everything was still working properly. "I don't think anything is broken. It's cold-- why am I sitting in this muddy water?" She asked herself. Suddenly alert, her eyes widened "They're still looking for me. I can't stay here; I have to move." She rolled over sitting on her hands and knees, and as her survival instinct kicked in she pushed out several heavy puffs of air through her nose like a determined bull going for the red cloth.
By Michael Radatus5 years ago in Earth
Empire of Dust
The dust cloud stretches over the dreary, ominous evening sky. At least I believe it is the evening since the hour of darkness is the norm, and the warm breeze brushing against human skin is a luxury. I take my daughter's hand as we both march towards the dim light sparked from candles like seas of stars surrounding the old wretched willow tree. As we get closer, the crowd begins to gather. Our hands tightly entwined while I navigate towards the front of the crowd, yet as the sea multiplies, we are crushed in its folding arms. Rest upon brittle tree branches lies a group of vigilant eyes, red sultry lips, and large prying ears that act as presidents of this holy event. They are known as the watcher, the guardians of Dominion.
By Nutchaya Noradechanunt5 years ago in Earth
Sisters of the Resistance
Sisters of the Resistance They gathered for the evening, flicking through the channels, one after the other. Nothing had changed. It was what it always was. It was the shameless broadcasting of lifeless black bodies, lying dead in the streets, attacked by riot police because, well, just because. See, things get worse before they get better, some say. Why can’t a brother or sister eat a sandwich in peace or drive down the goddamn street and just be. I worry that one day they will find us. We moved the resistance underground more than two decades ago. Luckily the ones that used to keep this land safe, still keep us safe and hidden away. We moved our resistance below the surface into a system of secret caves. This is how we have survived. Our lives matter, you know.
By Victoria Leigh5 years ago in Earth
To Juneau, With Love
Eating wild garlic was considered an act of treason. By the laws of the Manzanato Order, and the Universal Constitution of Submission to Live, the harshest of punishment would be enforced for any person, family, colony, or stratum who produced, consumed, or harvested an unregulated food source. And everything in the world’s seven sectors was regulated—from the edge of the Americas to the Yukonian Islands and the Africonga. Even the barren Arctic Islands were regulated.
By Kemari Howell5 years ago in Earth
The Heart Shaped Locket
Jacob found the heart shaped locket in the obsidian vase. How did it get there? This was part of her. This was a piece of Jacqueline. This is the way she wanted it. She was always leaving treasures to remind you of her. Only her. Just her. He couldn’t think outside the box. The box with the deep dark raven colored vase in it. This was all that was left after the rain of lightening barreled down destroying anything and everything leaving nothing but the smokey sky. The obsidian cave had saved him and now he knew that the vase was simple grace.
By Sailor Lee Palmer5 years ago in Earth
The great leap
It started with just a glitch, one here and one there. Cities were falling apart as chaos struck the world. It was like a bunch of mini earth quakes leading up to the big one. The moon was abnormally big with an unusual glow as the days got hotter and the sunsets possessed a rare combination of colors. Despite the beauty of it all, it wasn’t normal. Something just didn’t feel right. Maybe it was for the better. Time became timeless. Strange events hit left and right. It felt as if the world was preparing for a huge shift. One where very few could see the brighter side. Everyone had become less human and more robotic. Disassociation was the new norm. Happiness and laughter became a distant memory that grew so fond yet seemed so far away as the timeless days summoned a plethora of changes. Times that were only spoken of, yet rarely believed. Never seen before.
By Humanity Rose 🌹✨🦄5 years ago in Earth
Lemons
Her little hands squeezed the lemons as hard as she could. She could barely get a drop out. “Maybe I'm not strong enough?” She thought to herself and turned to look at the door. Always looking at the door. Waiting ⎼hoping for someone⎼ her mother to come home. But it had been too many days and even though her heart was still broken she had already cried out all of her tears. Even so, she never stopped longing to see her. Wishing she'd open the door, yet no one came. She had eaten all of the crackers and much of the jam that was left in the cupboards. There was still a rather large box of dried raisins and some other items. Being left alone eating snacks left her feeling drained even though she wasn't hungry. She had seen a lot over the past few years. And it seemed to catch up to her. For the last few months she had been having night terrors. And ever so often her hands would tremble. She never knew why.
By Michael Weil5 years ago in Earth
