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Another couple walks right past the “PLEASE WAIT TO BE SEATED” sign, sitting themselves down at a table that clearly has not been bussed or wiped yet. Mary Lou groans, politely disengaging herself from conversation with another customer at the counter. She grabs menus and approaches the new couple. Front of the house is packed today. People just keep walking in, it’s almost as though someone invited t...
“Mor-gan!” I would be able to recognize that call from miles away. My brother’s voice seems to echo across the dock, over the sound of the restless waves and bustling people. The humans don’t seem to notice his aura of wrath as he stalks closer. I debate making a dive for it. We’ve already had this conversation like a hundred times, and it’d be much more appealing...
CLINK. Clink clink clinkclinkclick. My brief life flashes before my eyes as the bolt rolls across the floor. The chunk of skin-like material that is intended to look like my ear is in my hand. Everything is moving in slow motion. The dance music coming from the hidden speakers around the room suddenly sounds screechy and threatening. Why did I come here? Father...
The cemetery is in complete silence at this hour. It’s as if no noise will dare to disturb the solemnity of the place, the slumbering spirits. No other living souls appear to be present, aside from myself. The moon is full, bathing the rows upon rows of headstones with a silver light. A shiver runs down my spine as I walk the all too familiar path, trying to tread softly so as to not upset the silence. How many lost souls have come to their final resting place at this site? How much suffering have their families and...
Fire rained from the sky and ash was dancing through the streets. Below you, through the smoke, you can see buildings toppling. They are melting from the sheer heat of the phenomenon. As you look out the thick, protective window of the bunker you think about how wrong the weather forecast had been. Certainly wasn’t the first time that day the thought had crossed your mind. It just
Nothing lasts forever, but for her, life seemed to be an eternal loop. Ruth shivered, pulling her wrap closer around her tired shoulders. She had made herself move out onto the rickety wooden porch to watch the sunrise, but was quickly regretting it. The beauty found in the sky could often soothe her loneliness, if just for the brief periods of time that it lasted. But it was Pennsylv...
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