Ink, Part 2

The gleaming aura that surrounded Chester’s new house faded last night as he reclined, on his back, in his bed. He stared at the ceiling which, painted a bone-white, almost seemed to stare back at him. In the night-dark of his first half-hour staring at that ceiling, still awake, it gains the sense of depthless … Continue reading Ink, Part 2 →

Ink, Part 1

Chester is thirty-one years old. He has no spouse or other romantic prospects, though not for lack of desire. He has no children, either, but he is content with that fact. He has two friends — who are truly just acquaintances, but Chester uses the word “friend” too liberally — who have oops-babies, and he … Continue reading Ink, Part 1 →

The Other Kids

My mother used to walk to school when she was in elementary. I would never let my kids do that, not these days, but her mom thought it was safe. At first. My mom didn’t let me walk to school, either, but for completely different reasons. I asked her why, in elementary school, and all … Continue reading The Other Kids →

Becoming, Part XII

First Entry: Becoming, Part I Latest Entry: Becoming, Part XI The humans removed me from the village. Perhaps this should not have surprised me, but it did, at the time. Rystala stormed off after my proclamation, but I simply sat and waited for her, expecting that, as this was her home, she would be forced to return … Continue reading Becoming, Part XII →

Shadows, Part 1

Adrick unclasped his lens, whipping it free of his face. His heart rate, resting low just moments before, spiked. The flexible band came away easily, draping down across his shoulder. Adrick blinked. Nothing. His loft was empty. The stark light, filtered to a pure white by the translucent shades pulled over his windows, illuminated the … Continue reading Shadows, Part 1 →

Becoming, Part VI

Becoming, Part V Though I would never have admitted at the time — indeed, I may have lacked the capacity to even realize it — that encounter shook me. I was not bothered by the death, of course, having become quite accustomed to the spectacle over the years. No, what shook me was the fact … Continue reading Becoming, Part VI →

Genesis

Amala held her arms out in front of her. Her muscles trembled throughout her body. She felt heavier, as though something pressed in and down upon her chest. Yet at the same time her mind felt so light that she feared it might float away, out of her ears and into the sky above. She … Continue reading Genesis →

Becoming, Part IV

As I waited for the approach of the Roamers, I did two things. First, I collected food from my surroundings in a way that required little effort. I generally refrained from consuming anything that I considered to be of less value than a human meal, but I made an exception, since for the second time … Continue reading Becoming, Part IV →

Loop, Part 3

Loop, Part 1 Loop, Part 2 When Jake revived, he noticed two things: First, he stood in a completely different part of town. Second, he held another note in his hand. Telline: 3 Ora: 2 Ryse: 1 Mikael: 1 Celia: 0 Bastian: 0 Naleya: 0 Staff of Asrai: 0 Jake: 0 A score. Well, that … Continue reading Loop, Part 3 →

Becoming, Part I

I'm trying something a bit new! Beginning with this post, look for a continuation of this story every Saturday. I do not remember being born. This is a truth persistent among the vast majority of beings. In my experience, long-term memories don’t tend to form in the first few years of life. For me, personally, … Continue reading Becoming, Part I →