There came a night on which Trick made dates with two women, who shared his existence in two different universes, to attend the same graduation party, because of course, he could.
By Eric Wolf4 years ago in Fiction
Like the previous times before , I added the information to my notes . This was definite information . I climbed and jumped to John , after waiting awhile without any action going on . He confirmed to me that they went past the center of the forest and directly towards Sapphire Cave . I made it quick as to not talk too much . I told him that I would analyze everything and then we’ll all talk about it when we wake up Bulls Eye . I went back to my position . I added the conversation me and John had to the notes . We can give Bulls Eye another hour while I gather my thoughts with these notes .
By Terrence4 years ago in Fiction
“Oh my god.” Melody fumbled for her phone--left on the kitchen counter behind her--and quickly dialed 911. But when she raised it to her ear, she was met with the dull drone of an out-of-service dial tone. “What the hell?”
By M. Darrow4 years ago in Fiction
It wasn’t an emergency alert . That means that he doesn’t believe that we were spotted , and that the little people aren’t creeping around our tree or general area . That also must mean that Bulls Eye only spotted them and nothing more . I planned to keep track of everything that we saw using my notepad . ( They use pen and paper just like in our world ) I gave him the signal that I noted what he said and to continue watching . That also alerted me , to make sure I was doing my part while I was watching as well . Since John was sleeping , it was mandatory that we covered his direction as well .
I took into careful consideration what both of my partners said . Then I replied to the both of them . “ I want to go right through the forest . An unnecessary detour now will only have us traveling through the night . I would say tonight that we find a big tree to camp in at the edge of this forest . If we go another way , we’ll lose time anyways . I say we play it patient and quiet in the tree . We can keep watch to see if anything is going on in the first place , while hiding and staying low-key . Even now let's scout the edge area and make it safe right after we talk . I'd also say we can even use some of those Sweet tree’s sap ( Similar to honey trees of our world ) . We can use the stickiness from the sap to stick leaves all over our bodies . Our very own make - shift camouflage . “
Chapter 3, Nice Suit “Now I need to fix you, suit” I said to the life sustaining enclosure. The suit responded with “Suit integrity holding at 65.”
By Larry Moore4 years ago in Fiction
The astonishment on Darlene's face can be imagined when Elvis' tomb is found empty. She usually wakes up, because it is the most beautiful time of the day on Grace Island, and it may be as beautiful as usual for Remembrance Day.
By Richard Shurwood4 years ago in Fiction
"Born to a fishing family on the coast of Kenya, Furaha spent his childhood hunting sharks and collecting lost treasures from the ocean floor of the Lamu Archipelago."
By LUiS Wrote THiS UNiVERSE4 years ago in Fiction
Luckily the map never got wet. I had it in one of my delivery containers. As I explained before, it is waterproof. I placed the map in one of them because it was the safest place to be in case of danger. I walked and guided with the map as my friends kept watch. After what we'd been through, our group was on guard. Bulls Eye trailed from the back with his bow, piercing the trees and Skys with a sinister intent from his sharp eyes. John led the way as I guided him with the map. He would also shower the landscape and sky with ill intent. I chuckled and thought to myself. I'm starting to love this new team of mine.
I hate Wednesday nights. It’s garbage night. So, I’ve gotta do what I haven’t wanted to do all week. I’ve gotta open up the garbage can in our kitchen. I also have to stop myself from gagging every time. It always smells like a mix between raw farts and rotting corks of my wife's wine bottles that she swears she's going to turn into an 'art project'.
By Kris Berg4 years ago in Fiction
“You shouldn’t believe everything you read” Came a mysterious voice that echoed over the crescendo of sounds emanating from the tramway. A tall man with dark hair and vibrant eyes that echoed the forest of Inasa.
By Cameron Hegler4 years ago in Fiction
Quickshift by D.A. Cairns ‘Are you kidding?’ ‘What?’ ‘Look at that! My eyes followed Billy’s finger into a ramshackle jalopy shop packed to the gills with overpriced rust buckets.
By D.A. Cairns4 years ago in Fiction
