Articles in category 'fiction'
confession
there is a world next to this one .. only, it's not really, it's only in my head .. only it's not that either. it's a lot different than i thought; more dangerous, and much, much more real.
i have been exploring it for years. now it wants to explore...
bad dreams
the needle stung - james knew it wasn't supposed to, but it did. he would've given a jerk with the pain but the straps around his arms, legs, chest, and head prevented the movement - instead, he noted it in his mind, holding onto this one thing, this...
finances
his regular friday night is spent just like this, around a pool table with like-minded people with beer in hand. this wasn't to say that he doesn't have a certain dark and tailored look, a peculiar enough air such that our pitiful prada-clad heroine...
xf
said the sire to his childe, as they were expecting one mr. frost:
"xavier frost is generally referred to as 'the old man', not because of his appearance, but rather since most of those who know the name xavier frost learned of him as 'the old man...
fenway - tastes like chicken
fenway chucked his backpack heavily on the ground, and gestured angrily.
"when, exactly, were you planning on telling me about this? radios dead?"
"this? we took care of it - no worries." fenway found jurgen's thick scandanavian accent bothersome...
clockwork god - ep summary
for any interested parties. some of these eps span multiple sessions.
setting: spring, 1873. babbage's successful work on the analytical engine has the Empire at the dawn of a steam-driven information age. but stranger things lurk in the streets...
the clockwork god - season 1 finale
(on or about may 5, 1873. the change in earth's rotation has made dates quite speculative.)
things left undone will become very undone, given time. this may be listed in the _books of ever, 'wisdom of fallen earth' part 1013_.
having completed...
opening lines
mark mccastlin couldn't remember the first time he fell down the stairs. on any of the dozens of occasions he'd taken flight over a set of risers he'd been more concerned with catching the railing or curling into a ball than committing the time and...
communication
when you returned from 'away' a message was dutifully displayed in the lower right corner of my screen. it flashed briefly and disappeared like so many others, its interest in garnering my attention short-lived. i barely noticed, engrossed as i was...
Almost Everything
The knock still echoed through her tiny apartment. It was much too late for callers.
Opening the door, Tara looked at Ian—harder this time than last. Something happened in the last week, she could tell. He didn't move the same way. He wasn't armed...
at the races
Matthew laughed, the forced mirth echoing around the inside of his head, kicking around his shaggy brown hair. He dodged his date's gaze, glancing around at the fences, the turf, and the finely primped socialites. Her hand in his left, and the betting...
Weilu's Journal - Outside Selgaunt
In the weeks since I abandoned the service of the Tanthul family, I have found a certain beauty in the world around me. The people of this little country are ever helpful and welcoming, without malice or subterfuge.
In other words, completely alien...