Dalharp Carmen
Bio
Fiction, surrealism, and the odd essay.
Stories (3/0)
Turning Around
It was one of those sweltering hot days in the middle of July where everything was perfect and nothing could go wrong. Zach was at the park with his wife and daughter, and they were just brilliant. Beautiful Sarah in her flowing summer dress, their little Cassie laughing and giggling, playing and letting loose those shrieks of joy only a child is capable of. Innocent, before life gets to them.
By Dalharp Carmen2 years ago in Fiction
Genesis Zero
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. But then again, neither were there starships. It was two months, sixteen days and five hours into the new year of 5209 AD that the first signs of trouble had appeared. I remember the exact moment as I’m sure everyone who is still alive from that early morning in the Valley does. How can one forget such a moment? It’s not the invention of the wheel, or the discovery of gravity. No, it’s something far broader, far more challenging in the ways that it demolishes your universe and begins rebuilding it at a frightening speed with which you can barely keep up. This was the moment everything changed. Not just for you or me, for our country, our kingdom, even at last for the entire earth.
By Dalharp Carmen2 years ago in Fiction