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A Winter Burial
Marlowe Bender always received the task of shoveling snow near their home, and it was usually done with a smile on her face, though the last part was always according to her husband, James Bender. In actuality, this was James' task, but Marlowe couldn't remember the last time James actually did the task--or any actual work.
By Clyde E. Dawkins2 years ago in Fiction
White Out
The blowout sale and one-day-left coupons made the trip sound sweeter, leaving them in a haze of jittery anticipation for the Montana mountains. Half the savings would remain home for being, what Vick thought would over-saturate the experience. Sharp cold can be strangely calming. The smooth flight of chair-kicks paled in comparison to the vista overlook the six stopped at before the campsite. How could they not stretch their legs beyond the civilian trail to the snow-kissed riverside? Dana’s husband, Jason, spotted the hidden path into the mountain base.
By Willem Indigo2 years ago in Fiction
Doctor Arrested for Creating Human Statues
January 20, 2024 Boulder, CO On Friday Dr. Elijah Sudema, a geneticist at the University of Colorado Arnoult lab, made his first appearance at the Boulder County Court. Dr. Elijah Sudema was arrested on 14 counts of medical malpractice, reckless endangerment, first-degree assault, first-degree false imprisonment, theft of medical products, stolen property, 4 counts of embezzlement, and 2 counts of real estate fraud.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Fiction
Pond Socks
It was the dead of winter, and Timmy McDowel was sure that Ridgewood pond was finally frozen enough to skate on. Hustling to get dressed, his bedroom door opened. Being a red retriever, Ellie immediately began nibbling at the thick socks Timothy was pulling onto his feet. Giving in to her demands, Timmy tossed a stinkier sock across the room.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Brothers Of Black Stone | Pt. 2
Sicily | July 10th | 1943 Bodies and blood went scattering across the grass as chaos ensued around them. The three civilians who Garret and Hale had moments ago saved, tried to run back inside of the house, but they each fell to the ground in seeping piles of their own blood in the order in which they ran.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
What If You Spent 5 Seconds on Mars?
Mars, often romanticized as a potential new home for humanity, holds a mystique that captivates our imagination. However, the reality of Mars is far from the hospitable image painted in our dreams. In this exploration, we delve into the harsh conditions of the red planet, accompanied by a fictional journey that brings these challenges to life.
By Abdallah Daud2 years ago in Fiction
Three Fins | Pt. 2
Vineyard Haven Chief of Police, Ryan Riley, was sweating profusely over a staggered pile of unpaid parking tickets while sucking down her second mocha iced coffee of the morning. She was desperately trying to resume control of the situation, but the chaos of the barrage of phone calls made it difficult for her to gather all of the facts. If swimmers had been bitten, and killed by sharks, she would be forced to evacuate every beach on the entire island. Public and private. On top of that it was Labor Day weekend, which meant the island was packed with thousands of vacationers, and beach goers.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
The Misplaced Knife. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
There I was, being picked up by the FBI and then placed in a zip-lock bag labeled “evidence.” The Poetic Killer, a name given by the media, misplaced me. I’m normally tucked into a boot or placed in a backpack after the Poetic Killer commits the gruesome crime. I don’t enjoy it, but what control do I have?
By Marysol Ramos2 years ago in Fiction
The Character Assassin
MAX MORODA: CHARACTER ASSASSIN CHAPTER ONE: AN EXISTENTIAL THREAT Max was sitting in his local bar in the evening, brooding over a whisky and beer chaser. He'd not long come back from his last mission, which had left a sour taste in his mouth. Marty McFly had been a slippery little bastard: didn't help that Max didn't really want to kill him. But, back to the future, and not for him to argue. Except this time.
By robert fisherman2 years ago in Fiction
Hummingbird
Notes: The Story belongs to the same universe as the following: Long Stories: Dragonfly: The Devil’s Deception Ladybug: A Mother’s Redemption Scorpio: A Quest Against Deception Triplicate: A Devil in Disguise (Part 1) Triplicate: A Devil in Disguise (Part 2)
By Apurba Deb2 years ago in Fiction
Riches to Rags
Ugh! I'm still so groggy. How is it that I have a hangover? I don't have a head to ache. I'm not even human. I'm just an old rag. Though, I didn't start out that way. I'm actually part of a t-shirt. Well...I was. My memories are starting to come back now. Familiar sounds coming back to me. Loud swearing and...hockey! Not just any hockey, it's the Bruins!
By Clyde E. Dawkins2 years ago in Fiction
