The road upon which you walk comes up against another road, which runs perpendicular to it. You could say the road has ended, or you could say that it has split, compelling you to walk one of two ways. To the left, further down the road, is a dense forest. To the right, in the … Continue reading A Journey
Lore
“I have requested this audience because I believe that I can be of service.” King Avold stared down at the young man from the dais on which his throne perched. The boy, if he could be called that, had not so much requested the audience as demanded it. King Avold’s underlings had been afraid to … Continue reading Lore
Do You Know That Feeling?
Maybe I don’t really have a story to tell today, but I do have something to describe. It’s a feeling. I know that I can’t be the only one who has experienced it, because I know that I’m not special or unique, but I can’t seem to find a name for it anywhere. It does … Continue reading Do You Know That Feeling?
Erasure
The concept of Erasure was first introduced in the country of Vastat, and while that remains the sole place that it has been put into practice, discussion of the ethical and logical implications of Erasure as a form of punishment has spread worldwide. Vastat is a small country off of the southwest coast of Chormanthyr. … Continue reading Erasure
Running the Course
The Shell clung to the warehouse wall. Raven looked on through its eyes, if you could call them that — twin cameras, positioned on the humanoid drone’s face, which processed what they saw into a virtual version of the world. It perceived the real world, what Raven saw without a lens, and the virtual world, … Continue reading Running the Course
Breakfast
Ross lived alone. He had a two-bedroom apartment, because that’s all he could find when he’d been searching for a place to move quickly. He had thought about getting a roommate, but he hadn’t made any friends yet in the city and the thought of finding a stranger to share a living space with made … Continue reading Breakfast
Bay Window
She waits for him every day. Starting at 5:00 pm, she stands in the bay window, waiting for Daddy to come home from work. Sometimes he’s home at 5:05. Sometimes he’s home at 5:30, or even later. It doesn’t matter to her. She still waits there, ready to run to the door and greet him … Continue reading Bay Window
Obsession
For as long as he could remember, dating back to earlier elementary school, Chance had a problem with obsession. He had, for a time, called it addiction, but although that term provided a fairly accurate sense of the behaviors that his issues entailed, he didn’t like the drug-use connotations associated with it. It had begun … Continue reading Obsession
What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen?
Here's a few of the responses given by posters in the thread with the question above. The weirdest thing I ever saw was in the bathroom at the grocery store. Someone just left a bag of lemons on the back of the toilet. Like, why? What were you doing with lemons in the bathroom, and … Continue reading What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen?
Becoming, Part XI
Becoming, Part X I did not follow Rystala’s instructions to the letter. After she left, I finished the tea, pouring a new cup for myself from the kettle while I considered my next move. It seems that I was passable enough as a human, now, that she had not questioned leaving me alone in her … Continue reading Becoming, Part XI
Daydreams 