Eric Abney
Stories (5/0)
The Appalachian Company
Her wounds still fresh from the last skirmish, Isabella wore a weary look on her way back to the mines. To be fair, it was not just her. As she studied the look of the other workers walking down the carved out corridor in the mountain, she could see they were all the same. Exhausted. In pain. Yet still angry. A fight between the workers and the Blue Dogs could end in different feelings for workers. But always the same outcome: they lose.
By Eric Abney10 months ago in Fiction
Camp Nursery
A visit from one of the Ministers was coming soon. Keiji had told himself he would not see another. But worse than that, he had promised Brianna that she wouldn’t, either. With this impending visit, he knew his guilt would soon add another broken promise to its weight. There was no mistaking the signs, however. Patrols had been increasing for four days in a row. Extra guards were easily spotted in the towers and along the walls. And the constant roar of helicopters and planes above left no doubt.
By Eric Abney3 years ago in Fiction
The Camp
A visit from one of the Ministers was coming soon. Keiji had told himself he would not see another. But worse than that, he had promised Brianna that she wouldn’t, either. With this impending visit, he knew his guilt would soon add another broken promise to its weight. There was no mistaking the signs, however. Patrols had been increasing for four days in a row. Extra guards were easily spotted in the towers and along the walls. And the constant roar of helicopters and planes above left no doubt.
By Eric Abney3 years ago in Fiction