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Exodus, Chapter One
Black clouds had receded and were banking sedately in an overcast but peaceful sky, far off by the misty line of wold which marked the horizon. Joe had seen the dome of a dazzling morning soar so high over these flat fens as to awe the observer with a sense of distance, but in this still afternoon hour the mood was more of a reassuring nearness. The heavens all but touched the tops of the telegraph poles, and those lopsided old wooden uprights were themselves not such a way from the verge. Birds were beginning to sit at rest along the wires that dipped between. Our hero, having been reading this land since infancy, knew the earliest signs of day drawing to a close.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in Chapters
Pit Stop
I speak to no one about my encounter with Bill... at least, not until we stop at an intergalactic space fuel station for some intergalactic space fuel station slushies and some intergalactic space fuel station fast food. Sans insists that we sit inside for the fast food instead of speeding off onto the highway again, claiming that he needs some "chill time" after spending two hours in the car with two jumpy teenage girls, and so Star and I sit ourselves down in one of the vibrant pink booths and wait for Sans to finish ordering our food.
By Chloe2 years ago in Chapters
I Wonder
I Wonder If She Knows... Life had a way of rescuing her by inviting her out to play. Sometimes I wonder why it is so difficult for me to remember the moments of my childhood that taught me the most about who I am today. People often use the word lost as if it is a bad word... You don't want to be lost in this world, you want to know exactly how to be found. At any given moment, your life must be a narration that tells exactly how things will turn out with a beginning, middle and happy ending. Everyone has a plan but not all who wander are lost.
By Leah Ella2 years ago in Chapters
This is Not Good!
Yo, this is the My Galactic Taxi Getaway Driver bop. *** I wake up and find this note on my fridge. CHLOE FITZWATER, YOU HAVE BEEN CITED TO THE INTERGALACTIC SPACE POLICE STATION ON GALAXY AVENUE. PLEASE REPORT ON ACCOUNT OF ACCUSED THIEVERY FROM AN ANONYMOUS TIP BY 8 A.M.
By Chloe2 years ago in Chapters
Love Lies Bleeding, Chapter One
Joe had returned home, to his attic amid the dockside dereliction of Boston one murky windswept night. Now the lone figure who had followed him there from another galaxy intended to make sure he never left. Our hero shoved Mini-Flash Pseudangelos to the sidelines and sprang to meet Schiss-Zazz head-on.
By Doc Sherwood2 years ago in Chapters
Aging Groups of Supportive Friends
In October of 2012, I was diagnosed with bronchitis. It was not bronchitis. Then I was diagnosed with pneumonia. It was diagnosed as pneumonia a second time and now we are in November of 2012. I was diagnosed with cancer.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Chapters
Hi mum.
The rain begins to fall lightly against the pavement, as delicately as piano keys are played. Dancing upon the concrete as they hit the ground. Not before long, a crash of thunder bellows through the sky, followed by a flash of lightening that fills the surroundings with the palest blue light. The rain begins to pour heavier and heavier, causing shockwaves of sound through the city streets.
By Billie Whyte2 years ago in Chapters
A Widow's Walk
When I was 42, my first husband died. At that point, I had been with him for half my life. I met him at 18 when I was still living with my family; we married. So, I had never lived alone.
By Lynn Jordan2 years ago in Chapters
Bridge Between . Content Warning.
I had dumped him a week before; this call wasn't what I expected. He was gone. He overdosed on heroin, leaving behind his family and a letter.
By Jazzy 2 years ago in Chapters
Self-Liberation: An Intense Experience
The quest for liberty takes many forms, from political activism to philosophizing. But the freest country in the world will not be satisfying to one who is not at peace with oneself. To one who lacks self-esteem and a sense of personal worth, political freedom means very little. And one who is not confident in their moral code or who lacks a clear-cut set of values is more susceptible to authoritarian pressure than the self-confident individual.
By Marco den Ouden2 years ago in Chapters
End of Chapter. No Epilogue Included. . Content Warning.
And then I dropped out. After all of that- the tears, the all-nighters, the highs, the lows- I finally made it, and then I left. Even writing about it now, knowing that it all works out in the end, squeezes my heart like nothing else. It’s funny how life is: unpredictable despite your planning and painful despite your hope.
By Trinity H2 years ago in Chapters
Footprints in the Slurry. Runner-Up in Chapters Challenge.
I met Mario out dancing at a nightclub in Pleasure Island, Downtown Disney, on the last night of a vacation with my cousin, Cathy. He told me his name, but it got lost in the reggaeton, and I didn’t hear it again until a couple of hours later when we exchanged phone numbers. Since then, I’ve only ever said it out loud seven times.
By Nicky Frankly2 years ago in Chapters