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The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. It’s time for the percolator. It’s time for the percolator. It’s time for the percolator.
By Skyler Saunders4 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 22
When I arrived at my apartment, Willoby was in the hall waiting for me. "What do you want, Sergeant, Mr., or whatever else, Willoby? Just who the heck are you anyway?"
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
Options
“This was a mistake,” yelled Dave as he stared out the window at the dark, lurching shapes gathering even faster than the gloomy clouds on the horizon. “Why did I ever let you talk me into this?”
By Donald J. Bingle4 years ago in Fiction
Beyond the Glass. Runner-Up in Behind the Last Window Challenge.
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. It was a large, panoramic window, sealed on the edges. She could see for miles the sweeping landscape of arid mountains. It was beautiful, but it was also dead.
By Lucia B.4 years ago in Fiction
A cell phone is found inside a sealed Egyptian tomb.
Let's face it: you don't need a cell phone to live your life anymore. But before you can say, "Hey, I'm going to go back in time," there's one important thing you have to do: dig up a dead body and see if it has any clues about what the future holds for us. Well, it turns out that we may have been able to do just that—at least if an ancient tomb has anything to say about it!
By Nipun M. Wijerathne4 years ago in Fiction
Television
This is for "Behind the Last Window" - A Vocal Challenge to write a dystopian fiction story that includes a window. The challenge is below.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Fiction
I Shall Fear No Evil
"The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room." Darkness and frost, the only thing that was visible except on good days, where she could see a tiny glimmer, not just her own reflection.
By Véronique Racine 4 years ago in Fiction
The Wolves of Grimrock
The twilight sky sparkled with a thousand stars as Malanna passed purposefully along the edge of the woods. "What is taking him so damn long," she said, gathering her azure robes about her.
By Matthew Angelo4 years ago in Fiction
Grey Crow
“Professor Hurx. I'd like to request permission to leave early today?” said a high pitched voice from the other side of a large table covered in paperwork. “It’s my mom’s birthday today and I’d love to be able to get her something special.”
By J D Guzman4 years ago in Fiction
A Starless Sky
She gazed up into the starless sky and waited for it to happen, waiting for a sign of their return once again. It had been years since their last visit, and she longed for them to return for her one day. It was especially chilly this night as the gentle autumn breeze caressed her cheek; she tightened the old blanket closer to her body to shield her face from the cold air. Hope once filled her heart with their return, but now all that remains is longing and sorrow, leaving her body and soul empty and alone. She doesn't know why she does it. It just became a habit. One she wishes to break, but somehow, she always finds herself on the cliffside gazing up into the starless sky. Maybe tonight, she says to herself. Every night she is met with disappointment. She longs for her love to be by her side once more; their embrace and love were all she ever wanted, all she ever craved. She knew it could not have lasted. But a part of her wished it could have. The empty night sky had always stared back at her. Its inky black void, along with the soft glow of the two moons, taunts her from above. A deep, longing sigh left her aching chest as she decided to head back inside to warm up by the fireplace.
By Pamela_Ann954 years ago in Fiction
H.A.S.T.E.
She was beautiful. Not in the crass, veiled manner, he was used to; but soft, glowing. The innocence pierced him. He wasn’t used to feeling this light and hollowed out. The warmth she brought was undeniable, and by far the purest thing he had ever felt in his otherwise voided life. Who was he, that she would come here with him? Talk to him? Understand him? The guilt, like molasses, flowed slowly throughout his body, pressurizing his veins and bloating his neck. He shouldn’t be here, but he was; because she was. There was nothing else that mattered to him anymore. He wasn’t sure there was anything else, to begin with. Just her. Just that look of….Wait? That look of….
By David Harper4 years ago in Fiction
“Under the Eye of the Drone”
In the year 2035, the government introduced surveillance program, a massive surveillance operation using drones to monitor and control every aspect of life in rural areas. The drones were equipped with advanced technology, allowing them to gather vast amounts of data on individuals and their actions.
By Jose A Rios4 years ago in Fiction