Stupid Rabbit - a dark fable. *short story*
short and dark - but it features rabbits, so come closer... stupid rabbit they all knew about the leg-hold traps. humans came every day to set them.
Little Blue - Short Story - Mech Donkey
Little Blue It stands there quietly at the end of the shed, paint knocked off and generally scarred by its life's work. Its four legs are splayed to prevent it from being accidentally knocked over as it waits. Its claw feet are fully opened to...
Modes of Transport (a Kaos Army short story)
The light flashed, merrily. They always did. Anything that threw a spanner in the works seemed to be happy about it. Sirens of doom would sing joyously. Beacons of battle would blaze like a rock concert. This squiggly iridescent lamp doing its best...
Leyak! (*Short Story*) Part 2 of 2
#12 of short stories (1926) francois moves to paris, to pursue his dream of becoming a writer. but friendship, romance and the comfort of earning real money soon get in the way of creativity.
A Cold Night
Screaming, her lungs burning as her voice rung out down the streets. Some cat surely found itself leaping out of its peaceful dream in an alley somewhere. When her breath run out she only gasped and started anew. Her eyes watered, shut tightly as the...
Day Dreaming - 5. - because why not
Day Dreaming - 5. - because why not A piece of mind will always be in the past While I walk on, cold or on fire, "I jus" know I have to last Over the walls of barbed wire, I jus have to keep climbing hire Paradise is a place with no certain price,...
Night thoughts - 12. - Because Y Knot
Expected, & simply gotten carried away always another choice, in these stupid crazy times, i only listen to my own voice unless the others can see, the advice is nothing to me, if only based on actions that are their own, & not universally understood in short
The Dark and the Light
The two glared at eachother, two wolves fighting for survival. Cimmerian of Dark Family Nox against Crystal of Light Family Luceat stood, blades held at ready. Cimmerian raised his hand and leveled it at Crystal, and she did the same. The two launched...
Vis me?
"_ as if to separate what was left of broken memories and the convoluted reality that was constantly present, a short bout of vigorous head shaking was apparently all it took. standing up only brought an abrupt case of vertigo.
We are Furies
Many people wonder who, and even what, we are. I can't blame them for wondering, as we live in a world where self-expression is questioned and looked as some kind of mental illness. By displaying our inner soul and desires to the world, we are...
The Beat Of Life
The drummer tattoos a rhythm and the players dance. The players dance to the beat of life. They dance to an invisible script. One that was encoded since first breath. The sky cries its tears. The tears of life and growth. Whether we rejoice...
Smoke Break
A back door of a rickety tavern opened. Liveliness: laughter, love, and life, as well as all the scents that accompanied such drifted out. A figure emerged, slipping out, shutting the door behind him. He leaned against the wall leisurely: no rush. The...