clicketyclick clicketyclackiron wheels on an iron trackrolling through the darkest nightrolling her away from frightfar away from the abusethe violence the words he'd usefrom broken vases broken bonesfrom threats that sound in undertonesshe carries only w...
Mr. Aghorian, a draconian teacher, tapped his claws on the desk impatiently as he watched the kids taking their seats. The claws left deep dents in the oak. He took a moment to straighten his tie, and brush his vest free of wrinkles. “Hurry up, sit,” he s...
Chapter Twelve: The Shadow Twins Ethan and Picario watched in amazement at the battle that erupted from below them. Marry was the first to strike with a bolt of powerful lightning. The twin’s barley dodged it but Mary kept them moving, rapidly throwing bo...
Chapter Eleven: Grand Tournament Round Two Ethan returned to his shared room with Picario and discovered that his box full of clothes was already placed inside their bedroom. While Ethan pulled out his clothes, Picario came into the bedroom and asked, “So...
Tears running down my face As I place ice on my lip Trying to reduce how much it will swell As the corner of my right eye starts to bruise, Trying to work out what I did? And also why you think this is okay? Trying to get out of the way, Like I've heard...
I sit here looking at my screen, chatting with friends, tweeting and reading email. I look up and see the setting sun beaming through into my life. I look out the window and watch the setting sun sink slowly into the Pacific Ocean making one of my worlds...
A called out war between two worlds… the visible synchronizing with the invisible; a combination of humans, demons and mystical lethal weapons… A battle between Darkness & Light, Fate & Faith… In a world beyond human understanding that determines the dest...
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Clarissa was an abused housewife. Anyone who saw her could tell that. Not that anyone ever saw her anymore these days. No, her husband, Shelton wouldn’t allow that. He barely ever let her step foot out of the house anymore. He said no one would want to lo...
If there's interest in this story I will make it a series Jack jumped around, holding one hand with the other while swearing under his breath, “Son of a bitch, that hurts!” He had just hit his hand with a hammer while working on the old car he'd recently...
The Agent Chapter Four After returning to base I hoped to get a little down time, not that I was really tired, but the tension of the last weeks had me feeling a little hang dog. So I was leery when Simon sent for me. I hoped there wasn't a critical event...
These stories are meant to be read serially. I went around doing my mundane tasks for months, doing little actions, at times wondering if I were doing any good. I did ascertain there were other agents besides Jennifer and myself, who were not trained to t...
These Agent stories are meant to be read seriallyAlthough Simon had stopped by occasionally over the next couple of months to see me I hadn't received any information as to when I would be re-installed in my new body.But, I wasn't just vegetating. I was l...
When I feel you moving closer My breath just seems to catch Your eyes refuse to leave mine Trapping me in their depths I don’t know how to act What is right and what is wrong You always seem to know though As my head slams against the wall I cry out, “I’m...
