Matthew Dawson
Stories (7/0)
The Beach Adventures Of Auri
As the golden ball of sun came up in the east gradually inching over the calm waters of Point Roadknight, my four-month year old Hungarian Viszla, Auri woke up and started licking my ears and face to wake me up. It was time for our morning ritual, her licking me to wake me up and me rubbing her belly and her back.
By Matthew Dawson2 years ago in Petlife
The Order of the Blue Llama
It was dusk and Fredrick had just checked in to cabin 407. It had been sometime since he had spent time away from Brooklyn and the Appalachian Mountains were the perfect getaway. His friend Turner had recommended them after his messy divorce, kept raving about the Blue Llamas. Well Fredrick was about to get him some Blue Llama, whatever that meant.
By Matthew Dawson4 years ago in Futurism
The Story of Sight Tianem meets Ridge Inoii
Sight never thought she would ever meet a man named after such a beautiful view as she had been. Her parents upon gazing out across the amazing Tianem valley from the highest lookout point on Mount Tianem in Isacari had named her Sight Tianem So’juan.
By Matthew Dawson4 years ago in Humans
The Portal
Adrianna Del’Lorian was sailing seconds ahead of the biggest storm this side of the Narrow Sea. She was headed directly towards a narrow strip of water between the two cliffs of Hun’ray on the Shadow Coast of East Valenia. There were whispers, of a portal between worlds existing between the famed cliffs. As she approached the chasm, her elvish eyesight pierced the shadows and saw a faint cerulean ripple in between the cliffs. The storm raged around her, then abruptly she was sailing down a clear turquoise river in the famed land of the Everinheim where all kinds of wondrous creatures existed. Up ahead was a white jetty made of what appeared to be a single piece of granite, magic she thought. As she tied up her boat she realised a gentleman was waiting on her arrival. On closer inspection it was a half-man, half-troll wearing a back brace and dressed like a 1920’s English manservant.
By Matthew Dawson4 years ago in Futurism
Solving Climate Change
David Whitaker plugged in his new Samsung Galaxy S9 into his phone charger, thinking it may be the last chance he got to charge his phone for a few days. Ever since the Australian Government introduced its latest Green Scheme back home, its cuts to greenhouse emissions were being felt in all Australian owned territories, including Mawson Research Station at the South Pole. I mean here they were in the South Pole, one of the coldest places on the planet, and the Australian Government wanted to make sure they weren’t contributing to the global warming phenomenon sweeping the globe.
By Matthew Dawson4 years ago in Futurism
The Pleasure Cruise
Fredrik H Renshaw was on the bridge of his pleasure cruiser steaming along at 30 knots somewhere between the west coast of Europe and the east coast of America. From his high vantage point he could see thousands of people enjoying themselves down below on his ship. He had been ship captain for nigh on 20 years and still loved every single minute of his job. Although, he did think to himself from time to time, that it was a touch lonely up there. Especially since so many people were having such a rowdy, raucous, racy time on his ship.
By Matthew Dawson4 years ago in Humans