Adventure
The Woman in the Locket
The Man glanced down at the locket resting in the center of his palm. It was gold-colored and heart-shaped, at the end of a long chain. The face of the heart was covered in small scratches and imperfections, suggesting the owner of the locket had possessed it for quite a long time. In several places the gold paint had worn through, revealing the metal’s true brass color. Clearly the necklace held a much greater sentimental value than a monetary one in the eyes of its previous owner.
By John Sokolowski3 years ago in Fiction
A New World
An inflatable raft is rushing down the frigid river, overturned and bouncing between the rocks like a toy. Juan struggles to untangle his foot from the bungee cord, as he lifts his head out of the water, gasping for air. Luckily for Juan, his adventures in the wilderness with his grandmother have prepared him for this moment. An outdoorsy woman, she made sure to teach survival skills to her only grandchild by taking him on outdoor excursions throughout the country. Their “grand adventures,” as they called them, prepared him for the world he lives in now. Finally, he breaks free and swims with the current towards the riverbank. He watches as his raft disappears down the 200-foot waterfall. Exhausted and struggling to catch his breath, Juan collapses onto the muddy bank.
By Serena Boggs3 years ago in Fiction
Unrelenting
The street was dark, and the air silent. Long shadows started to melt together. Jen peered round the corner and down the street. The melting shadows were cutting out the sunlight, making it difficult to see what was lying ahead. Regardless of how many times she travelled this road, Jen always checked. Especially at dusk. When things were more difficult to make out.
By Jess Newman 3 years ago in Fiction
Latchley Fields
No one in the ditches knew what they were looking for. The prisoners certainly knew why they were forced to continuously dig in the hardened earth, wheeling never-ending carts of rubble up the long winding road to the back plains. It was a punishment for being on the wrong side of things during the Morality War. The worldwide battle had been so fierce it had resulted in all religion being declared illegal, before science had blossomed both for the good and for the bad.
By Monique Anderson3 years ago in Fiction
Reminiscences from the ashes
Not to sound cliché, but my world ended shortly after the rest of the world did. You and I had been planning a family trip. Well, just the two of us, but we were a family, married and happy. It was going to be our first real vacation since we had gotten married. As many others without a surplus of money, we did with what we had. I remember when you told me that the ceremony was not important, so long as you and I were married. You would rather have a secure future with me than spend a bunch of money to throw a big party, and that made me love you so much more. Not that we would have had anyone to invite to a party.
By Jaime A Olvera3 years ago in Fiction
My Son
The beefy captain squinted at Trajan, then his fat chin doubled, then tripled as he looked back down at the papers. The captain lethargically looked back up and met Trajan’s eyes, blinked, paused, handed back the papers, and waved him into the short tunnel. Several of the city’s fortress guns roared in the distance. A speaker crackled on and The Muezzin spoke.
By Walker Calderon3 years ago in Fiction
The Storm Shelter
Darlene sat on the dirty wood floor of that old house, hands pressed tightly together. It had been three days since she actually prayed . With food getting low and how cold the nights had been she wasn't even sure if any one was listening , so why bother. This morning was different , there was a level of desperation in her silent stance. It had been three weeks since " The storm of the Century", and the earth felt silent. She didn't know for sure because she wouldn't dare step foot out of the storm shelter. It was old and remote, but had kept her and Lauren safe these last few weeks, and if this was going to be anything like those end of days movies ,she just knew what ever was outside needed to stay there . "Nope no Zombies for me" she thought. She was just happy she could make it there in time. Well for what happy was worth at that point.
By Shani Holloman3 years ago in Fiction