Weathered Worlds: Prologue to 10/10
[A little prologue to the final part of Weathered Worlds] “Come on, my daughter, we have to keep in the rain.
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[A little prologue to the final part of Weathered Worlds] “Come on, my daughter, we have to keep in the rain.
I saw his slender body cutting through the water. My brother was a national swimmer,very talented,very fast. Mom and dad were proud of him. But, me. Huh,they look right through me. I'm not special.
-part 1- THE CREATOR The old mans eyes where worn, his gray hair was a frizzy mess atop his head.
Two of the guards tug open the door, and the third shoves me in. I hit the concrete floor hard, jarring my knee.
“I would keep the mask on if I were you” I jumped with the shock, searching all around for the source of the voice whilst struggling against my restraints.
2112. The year where everything stops. People had been predicting it for years, but no one listened. No one paid attention. And no one survived.
Wendy said she would give him a kiss if he liked, but Peter did not know what she meant, and he held out his hand expectantly. 'Surely you know what a kiss is?' she asked, aghast.
Jacob watched the sky change colours. Regal red, cerulean blue. At his side, Skyler was stretched along the grass - just as he was.
... masked creatures stare down at me against the background of a dark stirring sky. I’m lying on my back.
The man came round again, today. The Tall one, heart of black and eyes of grey. He calls himself a doctor, but I don't believe him.
With the crackle and flash of electricity in his sleeping thought, Paul wakes up again.
Covering the two bodies with the pile of soil they had so kindly dug and placing two fir cones as make shift head stones George set about tracing their steps.
Covering the two bodies with the pile of soil they had so kindly dug and placing two fir cones as make shift head stones George set about tracing their steps.
The attack was swift, calculated and direct. Repulser propelled missiles hit their targets perfectly and with maximum destruction.
"Child!" shouted Lord Aldermark, "You must learn how to focus yourself in battle, it's no use in mindlessly attacking anything that moves!!!!" "But Father", exclaimed Prince Allandrick, "Our worlds...
He walked down the somewhat quiet sidewalk with a pounding in his head.
It is my first story in english so please comment :) - Evan. When Commander Brook Coast and five other soldiers arrived, it was too late. Evan faced them with blood coming out of his stomach.
This is a story of a world beyond worlds. A place where the unimaginable is possible and the impossible is achievable.
The numbers on January's arm caught the light. Three minutes. Twenty seven seconds - make that twenty six. January cradled her head in her hands, and kept her breathing as normal as she could.
Have you ever heard a planet sing. It is said that in the dying days of Earth, its song radiated around the system, carrying with it the empty screams of life.
She opened her eyes to white. That searing, scientific, spotless white. It burned itself into the back of her retinas. She tried to remember. She did.
This is another one of my story ideas. I think it is a short story idea, it came about from a comic drawing class. It is written in the form of emails.
I snapped my gaze back to where he was pointing, and my eyes widened in horror. Just above the clouds’ surface there was a huge whirling hole in the air.
The time leading up to launch went so quickly, it felt like mere microns before we were in the air.