Hayden N Bell
Stories (11/0)
From The City We Fled
We raced through the abyss, thoughts racing, hearts pounding, an eruption of red in the distant horizon. Sweat beading down my face from my hairline, I pushed my hair back, forcing my quivering eyes to embrace reality. Heart shivering and stunned, my lungs carried on like a machine, ignoring the arrhythmic beating. Stars guiding the way from the city, we fled. Never had I thought celestial navigation would come in handy. My father spent his days asleep to stare at the stars. Always dreaming of heaven forgetting about the physical world.
By Hayden N Bell10 months ago in Fiction
The Vampire and The Desk
Is it still in fashion? Where would I keep it? It's two hundred years old at this point, older than my daughter. A thick layer of dust and a single slash through the aged but sturdy cardboard from the last time I pulled it out. A large mahogany desk from back when I was going to setup a painting studio, and I know how that went. The stone walls were covered in black mold and oozing green. No one came down to this place in forever, except for that one brave adventurer I locked down here and forgot about. His skeleton casually lying in a corner. A beer and a book would make him more aesthetic. The roof was dripping, and the small window slits provided a nice breeze from the moonlit night. Truly a wonderful place to setup a painting studio, I spent countless hours thinking about it. Ended up burning up the local town instead; better to paint the world red than paper. Human skin is a more interesting canvas. Yet still, I feel bad for having had this desk for so long and it still not being built.
By Hayden N Bell12 months ago in Fiction
The Redmoon Collective
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The screams throughout the Starscape Galaxy were loud and ever reaching. Those who called Atlantis home knew that better than most. Once a bountiful mysterious plant hidden at the fringes of the galaxy with expansive oceans and wonder, turned into a barren wasteland of lawlessness after being discovered and fought over by Atlas Corp, Prometheus, and the Rosellian Empire. Hundreds of years of war left the planet destroyed, with no resources left besides guns for hire, interest in the planet faded and it was abandoned. Only leaving the screams of those unlucky enough to not afford a ship out.
By Hayden N Bell2 years ago in Fiction
Beyond The Garden Wall
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.” Lyial Graymont ran forward through the empty fountain in the center of the Graymont Estate garden. Gardeners had emptied the fountain days before to avoid any damage that could come from the icy climate of the fast-approaching winter. Lyial was a young boy in his early teens and quite short for his age. He wore his signature flat cap and matching brown vest with pride. He looked out across the sea of vibrant red, yellow, and violet garden flowers with a twinkle of adventure in his twilight blue eyes. “That’s how the story always starts. They always know how it starts, but the ending always changes Prin! We have to learn the truth about the cabin. No good story ends differently each time it’s told.”
By Hayden N Bell2 years ago in Horror
Despair In This Small Town
The windows of the car had fogged up from their steamy breath as they raced down a straight stretch of road heading south out of their small god-fearing town. Blackness swallowed them, what was normally a bright starry sky was covered up with dark gray clouds sounding the alarm of the fast approaching storm.
By Hayden N Bell2 years ago in Fiction
A Song Of The Godless
"There weren't always dragons in the valley." a bored, arrogant voice fell hard to the ground. The rain assaulted the stone walls of the cell. The air was cold, damp, and smelled of despair and hopelessness. Mold was growing in the back corners that the rats used to shroud themselves in the shadows. They had already made a break for their nests at the first booming of the sky being ripped open by the clashing lightning above the ocean waves. A single lit torch barely glowing with life, just out side the wooden bars of the cells supplied the only breath of warmth casting a small light struggling to hold it's own against the shadows.
By Hayden N Bell2 years ago in Fiction
To Be Loved By Sunshine
I could lay here blissfully for the rest of my life. The smell of dirt and grass filled my nostrils. A light breeze running through my hair. I could feel it through my eyelashes. Lifting away the hardships of the past several years. I breathed it all in, I breathed in life for the first time since I was a child. Remembering what it was that I loved about the countryside. Away from the desks and computers, the people, the constant clatter of machinery slaving away.
By Hayden N Bell2 years ago in Earth
The Static of a Lost Mind
Sticks crunched underneath the tires as the car slowly lurched forward coming to a stop a few feet from the tree line. The soft static gently seeping out of the radio was strangled into silence as I killed the engine. The lights slowly dimmed, I could barely make out the giants that loomed in front of me through the dark.
By Hayden N Bell2 years ago in Fiction
- Top Story - December 2021