Series
Confined But Not Broken: A Story of Rebellion in a Sterile World
Beyond the Sterile Walls The sterile white walls pressed in, each exhale echoing in some measure, a constant reminder of the confinement. Eloise traced a finger along the cool surface, the rhythmic hum of the ventilation system the sole company in the featureless room. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, a dull ache that had become a deadly companion. How long had it been? Days? Weeks? Time stretched and warped in this isolation.
By Kingsley Gomes, PhD.2 years ago in Fiction
The Bag - Anna
Malcolm's heart filled with dread. Anna was standing in front of him and her face was full of shock and bewilderment. Being a Perceptive meant that she was more sensitive than most. He had such guilt attached to her and who she was. He was trying to be a better father to her, now that they were away from danger.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
184 Doubling Down: a Kafkaesque Fable Where the Sky's the Limit
One morning, Mr. Brobdingnag woke from troubled dreams, finding himself transformed in his bed into twice his size. Sitting up, his head hit the sloping dormer ceiling. He realized he'd best escape this room if still growing. He couldn't stand tall, instead crawling to his bedroom door.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Timothy. Top Story - July 2024. Content Warning.
My fingers inch closer to the keyboard, itching to obliterate a day's worth of work. It's some of my best writing I've done to date, but at what cost? The words seem to bleed, dripping onto my desk. For a millisecond, I'm sitting in front of a crime scene, looking at dead, begging eyes. Why? Why me?
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Fiction
181 Keeping Watch. Top Story - June 2024.
Each day she watched through her window. Watched? Perhaps an exaggeration: a monochromatic nuclear aftermath remaining of the world, blurring into a blindness--loss of contrast and depth of field. Achromatic aberrations displayed a waste-scape stratified in grays.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
