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Captain Aaron Peteras of the Newcast Police Department stepped out of the rear of the Heavy Response Vehicle. His large muscular figure emerged, clad in his heavy black armor, with his subordinates following behind him. He took a look at the police response that had been here previously. Mostly peace officers who were here attempting to keep bystanders at bay.
By Nick Halliday4 years ago in Fiction
Rereading the book of my father
June 18, which is not only Father's Day but also my birthday. I have been thinking about what to do on this special day to commemorate this holiday, and yes, I think I will reread my father's book.
By Angela R Billips4 years ago in Fiction
Nostalgia is a road that cannot be returned
Every wanderer always has a touch of nostalgia in his heart that pours out like running water. This nostalgia is a long and winding path that can't be returned to, it can't be finished, and it can't be told, and there are many sorrows.
By Celia R Mueller4 years ago in Fiction
The Last Tukrali
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Proud determination filling my heart, I was determined to put that theory to the test.
By Kat Thorne4 years ago in Fiction
The White Oak
The repeater grew heavy in Quinn’s hands. Pressed into a corner of the room between the side wall and a chipped and worn bureau, he tensed and relaxed his hands in turn to try to alleviate the perceived heaviness of the paltry 9-pound piece of wood and steel. It wasn’t actually heavy at all, he’d just been waiting in the same position for too long. Quietly waiting. Patiently waiting. Almost motionlessly waiting.
By Paul Martyn4 years ago in Fiction
Letters From a Past Which Lies Ahead
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Janet, I have never beheld an aphorism more bleak. I wish that you could shout my name from the inky reach of Sedna and its tantalizing vibrations would launch from your lips like a flock of migrant birds, purposeful and swift, to appease the winter of my longing.
By Morgana4 years ago in Fiction
Flashdrive
"Kenn look what I found in the desk we brought!" I yell as I pick up the red USB. I stare at it, wondering what could be saved here.
By Liss Suarez4 years ago in Fiction
Rosie's Son
Seeing my brother this way is trying to break my heart, but I steel myself rather than fracture. For a moment I imagine jumping into my huge work ute with its steel chassis and taking a comfortable ride away, right away, from this moment.
By Daniella Libero4 years ago in Fiction
The Journey Through Ferramoust (Prologue)
Prologue- Before They Were Warriors Alek was helping his mom with the Plok plants, a plant created to help heal the sick and wounded. It was the first time she let him help her with it after he had promised he would be just as gentle as she always was. He'd watched her many times; how she would soothingly hum to the plant as she collected the nectar from the Plok and into an empty pot; pulling the wilted flowers and leaves from it and placing it in a pouch that she had on her side. The Plok nectar, wilted flowers, and leaves got boiled down into a syrup and then cooled to room temperature. Plok is a very peculiar-looking plant that could be easily identified by its bright colors. Plok has bright blue stems and leaves that are shaped like maple leaves. The flowers are a bright yellow, the petals are long and thin, a stigma that sticks out over the edge of the Plok. Plok's were created with magic to constantly produce this nectar and to survive all year long.
By RJ Lyons4 years ago in Fiction
The Fortnite War
One of the greatest heroes of Kilton culture is King Fionn MacCuel of Clan MacCuel for fending off the northmen of Terrador who were led by Warlord Roark of Novengraad. He and his barbaric troops landed on the northern coast of Kilt and raided down to the central plains. The clans of Kilt’s northern coast fought them off for days before falling back beyond the Forest of 'Fetch. It was the first time a raid like this had occurred in Kilt’s history and the clans and their leaders were not prepared for the battles to come.
By Braison Cyrus4 years ago in Fiction
A Momentary Lapse of Reason
A Momentary Lapse Of Reason By: Steven Dean Darren felt frustrated. The luminescent numbers on the car stereo displayed a time much later than he intended. 11:45 was much too late to be out with his two year old son, Dylan. Amazingly enough, no tantrums had occurred. Dylan was quite content to suck his thumb and rub his mom’s strawberry blond hair back and forth across his cheek.
By Steven Dean4 years ago in Fiction
Star Trek: Ascension - Chapter 9
Chapter Nine They materialize with visible relief upon a transporter platform in a blissfully empty transporter room.
By Justin Michael Greenway4 years ago in Fiction