Dick Rocks
You know, the one that looks like a..." the youth gestured vaguely, "...you know?" "... a dick?" offered mel finally. "yeah, that one. you don't forget a dick rock." "maybe _you_ don't. it's a fairly natural shape, jimmy-boy.
Court Date
She spotted the judges that presided over whole affair, the ones who had handed down the punishment of exile, they stood close together and spoke in low, calm tones, but anyone who knew better could tell their conversation was agitated.
Burn
"Go away." "No." What a pain in the ass. I hoped vainly that I'd never see him again, but of course I knew otherwise. I'd only be rid of him when he was dead and buried, and even then... "_Go away_." "Not doing." Good lord, man, I will hurt you....
Any Day Now
"No..." Breathed Blondie as he knelt by his companion's side, looking down at the man who was all too still. "No, no no, don't do this!" Blistered hands reached out to slap weakly at dying man's face, framed by that raven hair that had grown tangled...
What We Always Dreamed Of
"You're late." "I know." I replied plainly, seating myself across from him at the little, steel-wire table. It was all very cliché; the cafe, the large, bald man in a suit, reclined comfortably, the smoldering cigar between his thick fingers. For a...
THE FRONT: PART 8
"Redeem myself? What the hell was I thinking?" Scott asked himself, he was back in the trenches, their earthen walls closing in on him as he sat in his dugout and tried to avoid the rain. It had been raining for nearly a week now, but the German...
THE FRONT: PART 4
The triangular point was to keep stab wounds open, flat bayonets, like the ones employed by the germans, tended to be less deadly because their wounds could be easily stitched and bound.
THE FRONT: PART 3
The dark wrapped around Scott like a cloak, and although his ears were pricked all the way up, and although there was practically no noise Scott was still sure that there were Germans in the dark, waiting for the right moment to pounce and slit his...
THE FRONT: PART 1
The trench was damp, and littered with shell casings, and empty ration tins, and as Scott splashed into the ankle deep mud, several men looked up at him from dugouts, small rooms carved into the sides of the trench. "Replacement." One of them said...
Pretense
Pretense You don't have to look underneath my shirt to see what's in my chest -- there is only you -- you who are there where someone else should because of that one night I said things I didn't mean -- -- things I didn't mean...
The Fall of the Rubberbirds
I've had this idea running through my head ever since i first saw the artwork depicting the Alien Rubberbirds by [mrminos](https://mrminos.sofurry.com) so I wrote this as soon as i had the most effective fighting force to over throw that...
Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 33: A Chance Encounter
"you were the one!" he exclaimed. "i am the one what?" "you're the refugee who crashed the knights of wundagore's staff meeting in late january!" the masked man said laughing. "nice entrance and great way to make a first impression!!! good job!!!