literature
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Desert Journey
There. Over there. On the horizon. I can see it clearly now. There's definitely a ship over there. Not just any ship, but a magnificent sailing ship with bright white, billowing sails. It's too far away at the moment to make out the details, but I imagine it is made from the finest wood, polished to a shine, with an incredible figurehead to lead the way through cool blue waters. Maybe an eagle or a lion. Something amazing.
By Kevin McMechan5 years ago in Humans
Red Mediterranean
A battered rowboat lay in the wet sand. Its sole occupant lay nearby, unmoving. Saltwater lapped at both of them, taking blood with it. Red swirled into the sea. Further out, black smoke and fire billowed out from a destroyer, slowly sinking on its side into the Mediterranean, the victim of a German U-boat.
By Catherine Kruger5 years ago in Humans
The Continuous Man
The fallen log was covered with notches. Four hundred and eighty-nine as of this morning. Serving as a record of time past, the log had grown soggy and burdened from desecration. Above the notches, another carving read: Jett Coleman survived here for (the four hundred and eighty-nine notches, with room for more) days.
By Hautus Rhinestone5 years ago in Humans
An Excerpt From The Island
It is a warm summer's day down on the Beach, and Geoff Williams basks luxuriantly in the Sun, the sand below him cool with yearning. It is his first day off in ages, and he fits in like a glove. Station management has given its employees the officially unofficial assignment of promoting its newest technology upgrades while gauging the activities of beachgoers in preparation of entertainment ones. Of course, there is no real fruit needing bearing here. The day is like any other on the Island, at least in the on-season, and it is really more of an excuse to clear the building than anything else. The station has recently gotten more funding in an effort to further sheen the Island's resortesque image, and although some of the funds are being allotted to interior remodeling, the equipment is the real critical investment. Despite skyward aspirations, the station didn't collect as many visitors as it used to after all. They were a dying breed in this day and age, and it was fortunate enough for him that he managed to get a position there in the first place.
By Ad-Libbing With The Z-Man5 years ago in Humans
A Young Man’s Devine Surprise
There was a time a little guy was born, as growing up he had a healthy childhood. His family was supportive in everything he did. They had the best holidays and celebrated all his birthdays. At this point everything was great. He grew up kind of fast. As he turned 16 years old, he had decided to take on a bigger responsibility. He ended up getting a girlfriend, she got pregnant. So, he had to get a job, and a little apartment for his here come, new family. Well currently everything, seem to be going well. I mean he was doing his best, being young. Enjoying this new experience, which was being executed very well.
By 1.s pima S5 years ago in Humans
Lovely to Meet You
“Ideally, you would wait until after dinner service to attempt suicide.” Sean sits me down in the front seat of his doorless jeep. His attempts to make me laugh distract me enough to ignore the throbbing pain coming from my fresh wound. The Doc in a Box is only a few blocks up the road Sean drives recklessly, like you'd imagine a man with a doorless jeep would drive.
By Genesis Gonzalez5 years ago in Humans
The Western Dawn
There was a cloud following in the wake of the fleet when it came, a looming pall the color of a morning thunderhead resting atop a mountain's crown. This was the sign that the day would not be a normal one, that the world was soon to unfold into something we'd never expected. The sun vanished behind that strange cloud, and when it appeared again it was over a land made new.
By Andrew Johnston5 years ago in Humans
