The Coffin: Part 6
Marcus awoke, stiff and weary as if he hadn't slept at all. Groaning a little, he clenched his eyes shut, wishing he had somewhere more comfortable to sleep than a pile of gold. "You look awful," rumbled a deep, melodic voice from above him. "Well...
Trepidation
Eli frowned at the canvas. It was blank. He should be working on his latest color study, but the art wasn't flowing as well as he'd have liked. The pressure of the upcoming auction wasn't what was getting him, which was odd in itself. Vincent seemed...
Desert Wind: 1.2
Within the embrace of clear water, Knoll contemplated his situation. What most preoccupied him was this new environment. He was currently confined to small, single room. It was nicer than any single space Knoll had ever stayed in. But in a way it was...
Desert Wind: 1.1
Desert Wind: Prologue "Get in there, you!" Knoll tumbled into his cell, sent sprawling from the kick of the avian guard who was escorting him through the dusty passages of The Warrens, Kalibane's massive subterranean jail. Knoll groaned as he picked...
The Coffin: Part 5
With a heavy pant, Marcus crossed the threshold of the mountainous spiral staircase and into the brightly lit treasure room. "I... I -_heh - heh_- I did it... I got -_pant_- I got... got the seal..." His voice was strained, half delirious with...
Trapped in a Box
I liked an empty house. Parents at work, brothers gone. No one breathing down my neck. Of course, that killed my productivity. I should have be looking for grad school options, internships, or something more productive than hashing out Abyss mode on...
First Train Home
You always remember your first. I mean, you're supposed to, right? Everyone has a story about their first, and it's always really good or really bad. They can be those sweet puppy-love kind of things or war stories that are great around a cold beer. A...
Talk Nerdy to Me
Soren stood awkwardly inside Milo's front door. He was alone, leaning against the railing of a winding staircase, and desperately trying not to hear an argument going on the kitchen. His ears flattened as he snapped the toe of his shoe against the...
Leverage
Oregon. Fucking Oregon. I pushed open the doors to the mall, stepping under the canopy and looking up at the sky, half groaning to myself. Fucking Oregon. It was April, which meant one thing: rain, and nothing but rain for days, no, WEEKS at a time....
Drawing Conclusions
The end of the year was drawing closed. Finals panic was sweeping all across campus. I had certainly gotten swept up in it. Both James and I had taken a larger than normal workload this semester, and it was coming back to bite us. Our game consoles...
Taking Two
James' alarm for morning class went off promptly at 6:55. I let out a small groan and turned over, waiting for James to slam the off button. I waited for what felt like ages until I realized that James wasn't there to turn off the clock radio. I sat up...
An Advanced State of Denial
I had never realized that it was the second week of may until thursday came around. Time always flowed differently for me at college. I had perpetual three day weekends. That being said, I had a lot more homework than others on my weekend, but I didn't...