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Serendipity ch. 1 Hands still wrapped around the now lukewarm cup of coffee; (which had ceased to lift it's steam into the air of the cafe), the white-blonde man tapped the toe of his black business shoes. His grey-green eyes were alert, and focused on his watch, which could be seen now that the long sleeve of his shirt had been slid up, exposing his pale wrist. But, everything about this curious man seemed pale; especially now; his gaze was overcast with worry, and the back of his neck prickled with beads of sweat; which couldn't be seen, but felt by himself.Serendipity ch. 15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
"Another coffee, sir?" The waiter asked, spraying the counter with a squirt bottle, making the air
Grise Cerise Elle est grise, Cerise ! Elle dont le nom pourtant est si rouge. Grise comme un vieux fruit au milieu d’un panier, trop longtemps délaissé (et à présent c’est sûr, on n’en mangera plus).Grise Cerise17 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Elle est seule dans son lit, Cerise, le matin au lever, dans sa petite chambre, dans sa petite rue. Elle a cassé sa cafetière, aussi ; mais ça fait bien longtemps qu’elle ne reçoit plus personne, quelle importance pour elle de n’avoir plus le bol. Une tasse à café, voilà qui est bien assez ; et un verre de fumée, pour petit déjeune
Fast Forward!Order has been burned up. The police and law enforcement have the right to kill murderers. Without knowing if they were guilty. Most live in fear and hope not to get caught or suspected of a crime.Fast Forward!11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Because there are the Assassins. The ones who are hired by the police and paid. The ones who make a living by killing. We are trained to have no view of justice, because the world has no innocents anymore. There are only the corrupt left.
I am quite possibly the youngest in the industry, but my knowledge is vast. As a 19-year old girl and still rather petite, I'm looked at funny. Well, that should teach you to judge my size.
Let me tell you one th
SinSinSin18 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
sin
prayer
redemption
prayer
redemption
sin
sin
sin
manifestations of guilt
phony, pretense, put-on, sham, show,
brainwashing
guilt
fear
sin, sin, sin, sin, sin, sin,
sin, sin, sin, sin
sin
d. kessler 05_22_2013
The Girl with the Gas Mask (Rough, Original)The Girl with the Gas MaskThe Girl with the Gas Mask (Rough, Original)10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A massive formation of coal coloured clouds loomed dimly overhead, casting a colossal shadow over the broken world. A fierce wind ferociously dashed itself through the deserted streets, effectively eliminating the once eerie silence that originated in the darkened city. Black smoke that at once engulfed the land had since diminished, and joined the ranks of the incessantly expanding clouds. The clouds ratted out any source of light that attempted to liberate itself from its grasp, and devoured it instantly, thus causing the insignificant creatures that once ruled this realm to scurry around frantically in the darkn
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