Lonely Oak Chapter 60
Her eyes stayed upon her target for a moment, before her tunnel-vision expanded to see the target next to hers. Rick's three bull's-eyes, now just a gigantic hole in the center of the target, were second. _How?_ She did the math three times,...
Lonely Oak Chapter 59
Lyza broke away from her brother's hand as they neared the archery range. Lunch had just barely ended, and they were the first at the range. "Mrs. Kiminy, hey!" The ewe stood on a small ladder, which she was climbing down as the rabbit siblings...
Lonely Oak Chapter 57
_No...Don't..._ "Don't what?" _Go..._ "Don't go?" _Don't...go in..._ "In where?" _Stay out...water..._ "Water--the ocean?" _It...swallow..._ "Then I'll stay." _Wait._ "I'll wait." _Stop._ "I'll stop." _No..._ "Emmrnh--" ...
Lonely Oak Chapter 54
The rain had finally died down, having lasted long enough to wait for the sun to disappear below the undulating horizon before scudding away and leaving everyone without any real day. The twilight was made of fire, though. It looked like the clouds...
Lonely Oak Chapter 53
How gray the world had become. No red nor green nor yellow hue; just ash and coal and greasy blue. The sidewalks, once a-blistering, now were cooled and smelled sweetly stoney. The air, once thick and festering, now was thin and drifting drearily...
Lonely Oak Chapter 52
The night had been arduous at best. The forefront of the mighty war lay waste to the entire shoreline; but for one small bastion. And as the sun emerged from the layer of low clouds encircling the horizon, its golden light was reflected upon the...
Lonely Oak Chapter 51
It was still gray out. A sheet of clouds covered the sky, colored between violet and blue. It was damply quiet, the only sound the grunting of toads as they lumbered in the wet morning grass. Lyza sleepily walked down the hill. Her brother and she...
Lonely Oak Chapter 50
Ket lay on his sleeping bag with his arms folded behind his head, hands underneath his pillow. His foot tapped against the darkness, to the beat of the drums he heard not too far away. The partyers were much more festive tonight, probably because more...
Lonely Oak Chapter 49
"No! Matthew that's a grease-fire!" The instructor's words were far too late. The children were learning how to cook meat on a bowl-grill. No one was misbehaving or playing around, everyone was very careful. In fact, some were a little too...
Lonely Oak Chapter 47
The ocean receded, cleansing the shoreline of all impurities. All clam-holes, etches, lines, grooves, trudges, footprints, stick-scratches and dune-tracks erased with the ebbing, salt-foaming water. The sand was given a short respite, a moment of what...
Lonely Oak Chapter 45
The splash of sunlight was what roused her. It bathed her lids and made them glow like a red-hot ball of molten metal. She turned over, her slogged brain hoping to evade the terrible bright that threatened her sleep and disturbed her sensitive eyes....
Lonely Oak Chapter 44
At almost ten o'clock, one would think it would be night time. But at the beach, there was no such thing as night; there was only partying, and even though there was a lights-out at the campsites, the beach was afire with, well, fire. Tiki-style...