Horror
The Men and The Pond
If a tree falls and no one is around, does it make a sound? He knew this place as well as she did, if not better. That wasn't enough because they were catching up. He was going as fast as his short legs would carry him and it's still not enough.
By Mykayla Miner5 years ago in Fiction
The Perennial Automaton
Warm sunlight reflected off the bedraggled robot as it trudged across the warped apartment rooftop, tending to their garden of raised beds and potted plants. The faded orange plating of the automaton’s carapace contrasted sharply against the verdant foliage that crowded each ramshackle bed of soil. They watered and pruned and, locating two withered ferns, deposited the plants with reverential care in the compost bin in the corner; the final resting place for the broken down organics.
By Willow J. Fields5 years ago in Fiction
The Church of the Marigold
A man, his girlfriend, and his son are on a road trip out of Memphis. It’s high summer and the father wants to get out of town for a bit. The three of them have headed east, moving along State Route 20, and have found themselves in Huntsville.
By Gregg Newby5 years ago in Fiction
Planet X-29
Captain's log October 28th 2349 We've entered the fifth day of exploration on planet X-29 in the Canis Major Dwarf galaxy. Preparing to do a space walk at 1200 hours. From all points of interest and interior testing the viability of habituation seems fair to good. Air quality is at a 43 with low amounts of micro dust and or other air pollutants. Compositions of the atmosphere seem to be mostly oxygen rich, suggesting the possibility of other life forms already existing. Hypothesis still pending on the basis of no visual confirmation. Noted from entering the planet's atmosphere, a majority of the visible surface is liquid water. Dually noted upon landing, a large amount of that presumably liquid water is in a solid frozen state. Leaving the unknown variable of a habitable zone in question. More conclusive testing will be established during the afternoon's walk. Planet X-29 is orbiting a high mass star so the foreseeable habitable zones won’t be tidal locked. Gravity is pulling around 3.719 m/s squared, about the same as Mars and around 36% that of earth. Excluding the near freezing temperatures, low gravity, and slightly thinner air, there is a possibility of sustaining human life, with the accompaniment of our Biosphere buildings to insure maximum safety. More exploration and study of planet X-29 will be needed to be completed for a more reliable conclusion. For our sake and the sake of the future I can only hope that we found our new home.
By James U. Rizzi5 years ago in Fiction
Don't Look At Them
"Don't look at them! You'll end up like Harry." Harry used to be a person that you wanted to be, that everybody wanted to be. Handsome, successful, rich, brilliantly smart and fantastically athletic, it was true when it came to Harry, that old cliché, women wanted him and men wanted to be him.
By Miriam Rhodes5 years ago in Fiction
She Screams About More Than Marigolds Now
After five years of working with her, I didn't know much about Kira. I knew she hated Marigolds, though. Like, absolutely despised them. But Kira was very dead, with no say about her folded hands or the single orange flower pressing into the cheetah print tattoo scattered across her collarbone up to her shoulder, which her little black dress exposed.
By Evelyn Martinez5 years ago in Fiction
The Merigold Massacre
Keir The cable car was moving, piercing through the darkness, and Keir started clearing off the snow from his boots. “I can’t see anything out there,” said Kali, looking through the window, her palms shaped like a pair of binoculars around her eyes.
By Alexandru Nornguard5 years ago in Fiction
Light The Halls
The brothers stood at the bottom of the long staircase and looked around the entrance foyer heading into the first of many pitch-dark hallways into the catacombs. The two young mage scholars, in their second year at the Mage University, were instructed to relight the halls. The once lit passageways died of their lights with the passing of the incredibly old wizard librarian. “The light stays as long as the caster lives,” the professor of cantrips said as he handed the brothers, Dante and Francis Calco, a large sack of everlasting glass lights. “Okay, why again haven’t you lit the halls yet Dante?” Francis asked, while standing as close to the only available light emanating from the open door at the top of the stairs. “I came here yesterday, I heard something; and I freaked out.” Dante took a deep breath and looked at his brother. “That is why I brought you. You are learning battle spells. If something is down here, I need your help.” Dante said while his sweat palmed hands reached into his bag for a glass light sphere. “You couldn’t ask a real battle mage to help?” Francis responded worriedly clasping onto his marigold good luck charm. “Just come with me.” Dante sharply answered back.
By Anthony Diaz5 years ago in Fiction
The Monster's Deathbed
How can so much evil hide inside such an ordinary person? When I went to Nate Webber’s deathbed, my first thought was that he looked like just another harmless grandfather. I trembled as I entered the ward, and my mouth was dry when I brushed aside the curtain to find him in his bed.
By Charlie C. 5 years ago in Fiction
