Where Love Begins
I've known Matt for over ten years. We met at freshman orientation in college and became fast friends. After graduation, we were lucky enough to land jobs at the same company, and our friendship only deepened.
Dancing With Ghosts
The train chugged into the Welsh town of Mills at 9.00pm. Mills was the last stop, end of the line. Nothing moved forward from here. And nothing said the end of the line like a stiff November breeze, thick fog slowly covering the tracks and Welsh accents I had a hard time understanding. I had pulled into many towns in many parts of the world just like this. I was used to being the stranger arriving in the middle of nowhere. I pulled a scrap of paper from my pocket with a one word address on it. St. Bolts. I asked the station man if he knew where St. Bolts was located.
Eyes on You
-Quistis' POV- 'Here we go again…another year, another dance. I should just leave, but Cid wouldn't allow it.' Quistis Trepe sighed and looked back at her half-empty glass of wine. She hated these dances. The only thing these dances were good for was getting her away from her desk for a night. …It also gave her fan club night to ogle at her in a dress.
A 21 year old, career focused girl, who was very excited about her bright future, supportive & loveable future partner, career & many more, lived with a family members of five. Her dad & mom & three sisters including her. She had a very wonderful childhood.
You Catch My Eye.
“You catch my eye across the dance floor. I raise an eyebrow then turn and talk to my friend; I know what I am doing. I see your childish smile falter out of the corner of my eyes and my heart flutters faster than the thunder of the bass.”
The bar was loud and crowded and Alex worried that he and Liz wouldn't even get a seat. He'd parked just around the corner on the street - but he'd had to walk a good bit. Liz had cancelled twice before, so he was worried she wouldn't make it.
The man lets the sweet-salty air from the ocean kiss his forehead as he closes his eyes to live in a better life that ended what seems like centuries ago. Her warm voice echoes through his head as he bounces from memory to memory. He yearns for her flavor like a baby needing his bottle. He revives her soft clutch on his arm and desires to inhale and savor what little essence in this world she has left as he lets a smile break free. Most would call it foolhardy, but he’d be a fool not to try. The piercing orange sky strikes the ocean as it reflects the declining sun. He rises from his kneeling position and faces parallel to the shoreline of the vacant shore and glances back only to see two shadows wrestling in the sand. The sun burns the outline of what is left of his former life onto the white grains and carries the shadows with it as it descends below the horizon, waving goodbye to the ocean itself as she once did. He can hear the red velvet sound of her voice, massaging his ears with each laugh she makes. The fading echoes of her giggles strum along the timestream of memories running through his neural network.
Until today, I had never been to a marriage ceremony. Those were private affairs only the couple, their parents, and the priestesses attended.
Duskwood: My AI Pt 1
Hello friends! This is the first time I’ll be writing a full-length story instead of a smaller research piece! If you haven’t heard of me, my name is Jess, and I go by AGoreJessStone online. I’ve been a research journalist for the past five years, with a focus on games and entertainment. Now, if you haven’t read anything I’ve published before, don’t worry! You don’t need any of that to partake in the adventure I am taking you on this time!
It was just another ordinary day. Just another ordinary day until... it wasn't. The raindrops raced each other down the foggy window, like tears caressing the glass. Theo watched them hypnotically, letting all other thoughts empty from his head, quietening as they did so.
one night with pisces
They say to get over someone, you should get under someone else, right? Tonight, that’s what I planned to do. If it isn’t broke…..
Behind You Chapter 13
Previous Chapter ~ My eyes fluttered open and I could see those familiar ink-black feathers gently cocooning me. I reached out with my left hand to stroke them gently, no longer fearing them. They were so soft. I felt Lilah's warm steady breath against my neck as she lay behind me sleeping soundly. I let my fingers travel the length of her wings, amazed at the sensation. I snuggled backwards a tad, closer against Lilah's body and closed my eyes again; this is okay.