Sci Fi
“The Prison, the Prober, and the Proof”
Returning to consciousness this time took every bit of mental effort that Kah’terra could muster. Part of him wanted so badly to remain in the Cathedral that it was like dragging an anchor against the rest of his will. But he held true to the desire to see his comrades again, and eventually, he began to gain an awareness of his surroundings.
By David White4 years ago in Fiction
The Dark Within the NEON
In hindsight, walking through the streets in the dead of night on Halloween was not the best idea. Not only did the cold slow my fingertips, prickling my nose and ears; it appeared to have discouraged the local population from braving its icy sting. There were very few, but enthusiastic, trick-or-treaters scattered about the road in front of me, dressed as a wide variety of scary creatures. 'Well, some were scarier than others', I had thought, when I saw the beachball-shaped blow-up pumpkin suit a small girl was happy playing in. Complete with a green stalk hat, she was delighting in running into nearby street sign poles and bouncing off, unharmed and giggling. Her half-smirking, half-terrified mother followed behind, in a tasteful witch’s hat.
By ThatWriterWoman4 years ago in Fiction
