A simple story I ( 20/22 )
_Tuesday, 27th_ A light stormy wind blew over the small town. The clouds passed quickly in the sky, giving no time for the gray clouds to dump their rain on the city. The heat was strong and accentuated the discomfort Greg felt despite the early hour...
Echo - Road 65 ( 2/2 )
It was a light gust of fresh wind that pulled him out of his stupor. Chase began to feel his difficulty in breathing which eased when he gave up breathing through his nose. The latter was hurting him. Lying on the hard and pleasantly warm ground of...
A simple story I ( 13 /22 )
« You want me to talk about what, sir ? » Fred was worried, and he tried to put as much respect as possible in his voice. He had heard of Mark's methods from FJ's mouth and then by others, but he did not though to have the misfortune to pay the price...
Une histoire simple 0.5 (français)
Un franc soleil entretenait sur la petite ville un temps chaud et sec depuis plusieurs jours déjà, pour le plus grand bonheur de tous les habitants. De rares nuages blanc passaient parfois pour rompre le bleu uniforme qui illuminait le ciel, mais sans...
A simple story I ( 11 /22 )
A well-cut brown suit on, her hair waving lightly, without exaggeration, a leather pouch in hand, Carol closed the glass door of her office and went directly to the basement of the building, where her boss Irene was waiting near a police car. The young...
A simple story I ( 8/22 )
_Monday 19th_ His back straight, elongated, his face toward the ceiling, Gruff was still lost on his dreams that preceded his total awakening. He no longer felt the sun on him as usual, but the fresh breeze that caressed his face through the open...
A simple story III : Part 2
In the cockpit, the pilots paid all their attention to the desert of sand and rock which paraded a hundred yards under the aircraft. The venerable helicopter stirred vigorously and steadily the overheated air outside to maintain itself and the air and...
A simple story III : Series finale !
The time had come. Different cars had dropped off their passengers in the cold, impersonal parking lot of the highway-side building in the nearby town. The architect had tried to make the place more attractive and alluring, with its curved facade, the...
A simple story III : Part 10
In the two unmade beds bedroom, he turned slowly, using what he knew to be his last moments of sleep to take advantage of every second of rest. The bedroom was large, well equipped with dark wood furniture that contrasted with the steel gray walls...
A simple story III : Part 8
Lying on the couch, hands together, Fred was smiling in his work clothes, staring into the distance. Captain Holmes watched him, sitting in her chair, her pen running across the paper. To be sure, his condition was developing in the right direction. "...
A simple story III : Part 3
Greg paid no attention to the road. He just knew that the taxi had headed north, crossing the rather foggy Golden Gate. But for the rest, he asked nothing of the driver who remained silent, having understood that his client only wanted one thing, that...
A simple story III : Part 12
_**( Times flies dudes... Next week will be the time for the final chapter...)**_ The train had left Bayonne's station and after swallowing the coastal plain, it was now meandering through the wide valley, slowing its speed to tackle the first slight...