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Gemini Rising
Diary Entry-1 Jan 2030 It's been 5 years since the great fall of mankind. World War 3-The war with no weapons! Nobody was expecting an invisible invasion from the Nether world to enter into our airspace and not only take over and control all aspects of Government, military, media and the education systems, worldwide but every social standard and method of money, trade and business world wide.
Big Bad Wolf
Sometimes it pays to be overly paranoid, at least in my case it did. I surveyed the area again carefully for any danger. Ever since I was little, I was obsessed with worlds other than my own. Far off planets and magical realms where mythical beasts roamed free. I never thought that one day those fantasies would actually come true.
Carissa QuinlivanPublished 3 years ago in FictionBedtime Voices
It was a late September evening when it all started. A little past ten O'clock. The sun had already set, and the night sky had filled with stars. The crickets were playing a somber tune outside, filling the air with a melody of sorrow and solitude. I remember that day like it was yesterday, I get a sense of peace thinking back on it now. It all happened over a year ago, when the voice started whispering to me.
The Patrol
The Patrol By J.D. Anderson He saw a glint of sunlight reflected about a meter away as he covered his assigned portion of the day’s patrol. Leaving his straight trajectory to cross the piles of rubble that had once been a town, he went to investigate the glimmer that had caught his attention. The community had long been known to be harboring “Free Thinkers,” and the Council that now served as an ad hoc government had decided to convince the town of the Council’s self-imposed legitimacy through a show of strength. They accomplished the complete destruction of the town instead.
Joel D AndersonPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Silence
It was dark that evening, for a summer night anyway. There was no breeze, and no sounds coming from the surrounding forest. A rare but not unheard of phenomenon that the locals call, "The Silence." They always tell the kids to stay quieter than a mouse sneaking around on a carpeted floor. I never understood why the adults hated these nights, but I guess I can't really complain. I get to enjoy the silence and search for what everyone else so fears.
Rocky Terrain
If there had been a tree or a bush left in existence across this blackened plain, Cormack may have made himself a little more comfortable and watched with real interest the figure he had spotted, and who had not yet spotted him. Already belly to the rocky ground, he had ceased all forward movement, not in the rigid way that danger would normally induce in a being, but in a purely neutral sense. Emotion emanates, fear in particular. It had only taken a generation for Post Apoco's to master fear by accepting its constant presence. Some amongst them had sensitised to all manner of emotion while also developing the ability to harness their own. It was these traits that marked the elite in this new world. His mottled clothing in shades of black and grey, skin paint, and the Great Pollute; the opaque greyish haze that weaved and wavered vertically across the terrain; gave him all the camouflage he needed. He could risk glancing in that direction, but sustained focus was out of the question. It would only draw attention.
Aileen LynchPublished 3 years ago in FictionMarla Medizza and the Miopsa mirror. Chapters eighteen and nineteen.
Chapter eighteen A step too far.
Peter CulbertPublished 3 years ago in FictionCreation Of Chaos
Fear, nausea, and ever-increasing pain are what kept her racing through the empty streets and down the sewage collection site. She was taught to always hide; “Never trust what any creature tells you as long as you live.” Her mother beat that into every cell in her being until the moment Andie watched her mother murdered by the Proclamation Enforcement.
Samantha GatewoodPublished 3 years ago in FictionApocalypse
The inspiration of this story came from this song. Listen to it while you read. :) March 24th, 2022 A lone crescent moon filled the nighttime sky. The chilling sound of Growlers seemed to fill the air surrounding us as we camped out inside a shuttered, abandoned two-story house.
Chloe Rose Violet 🌹Published 3 years ago in Fiction- Top Story - June 2021
She Tried to Claw at The Wall
“A rat in a maze is free to go anywhere, as long as it stays inside the maze.” ― Margaret Atwood, the Handmaid's Tale
The Other Ones
“Are we home yet?” Joe whined, his teeth dyed bright blue from the candy drops he'd been inhaling for the past hour. He used his sticky fingers to brush a lock of red hair over his head and it promptly fell back over his eyes.
Rebelling in Silence
36 hours to go ‘Insane. This is insane Ali.’ Winn, my best-friend, whispered to me as he crouched down beside me. ‘If we’re caught-‘
Jade StephensPublished 3 years ago in Fiction