A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 12: Dive
Wind rushed past his ears and its roar shattered into a thousand distortions. The chorus kept warning him that he was falling. They were practically screaming. The world orbited around him before it was obscured by green hair that whipped against his...
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 11: Lorix's Eye
Lorix’s Eye glimmered below as Vincent gazed upon it. It was a spring-fed lake with an ovoid, oblong shape. A yellowish-green shoreline of pristine water gradually yielded to a corona of dark greens, which abruptly dropped off into a blue cave forming...
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 10: Where You Entered...
Every new day in the new world was like waking into a beautiful form of torment. The mornings would start as they used to back on Earth, with the voices awakening him with their greetings. He would get up; look around in disbelief as he found himself...
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 9:
“The cornish mincers are attacking the foundations of being,” blared propaganda from the microwave. It had been passed down in the Cordell family for generations. His family would gather around it just as his father’s family did before that. At least,...
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 8: Little Ones
Four thumps echoed throughout the house, like knuckles impacting on wood. Somebody was knocking at the door. Vincent knew he should get off the couch to see who it was, but he was distracted. Distracted by what? He could not remember. When he didn't...
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 7:
When he awoke, it took a few moments for him to remember where he was and what had happened to him. A migraine throbbed in his skull and a few leaves stuck to his cheek with coagulated blood. Groaning in discomfort, he sat up and touched his hand to...
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 19: A Kelta Cries
At some point during the night, the howling died to a faint whistle. The winds no longer threatened to strip the trees. Instead, they showered them with a light drizzle. The weather yawned with exhaustion before giving way to a clear sky. Insects...
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 4: New World, New Body.
It was impossible to tell how much time had passed before he awoke again. No longer was he floating in a void without dimension or substance. He was lying face down on a solid surface, unable to move. His limbs felt too heavy to control, too awkward...
A Chronicle of Lies - Chapter 18: Storm
_Where am I?_ Cigarette butts and discarded cans of soda littered the city streets. The sweltering summer heat chased everybody into their homes and to the nearest swimming pools. A kid ran onto the asphalt barefoot, then immediately jumped into some...