Written from Three Word Wednesday – deviate identify saturate Ismail was a cop, from a long line of cops, he had The Code and he followed it rigorously – find those who deviate, identify them and their acquaintances – then saturate their brains with correcting fluid. It was for their own and everybody else’s good. […]
The moment that shattered me was violent and sudden and ripped half of me away, melting the stubs of bones that jutted from blackened flesh. It was an oblivion. It swept away the city in which I lived and scored patterns into stone and flesh and the survivors rotted in their skins, some painfully over […]
I age, it is an eternal deep age, down deep within me, I know I do not belong here. They smile at me and feed me and move my limbs, one at a time. Sometimes they stick me with with needles so thin I mistook them for hairs initially. What ever it delivers burns with […]
Pretty were they sitting there in slight and ill fitting linen dresses, like a garden of flowers, each was a pastel hue and the sent of the alcho pops and sticky mixers, leant them the fragrance of blooms. Clouds of blue misted up above their heads as they sat and thought and dwelled on their […]
UD sat in the orphanage looking out at the stark grey city scape, the dreary half light of the dismal day was nothing compared to the splendour of the light jewelled night. Of course it was not called an orphanage, that was an old term and not allowed. It was called the childrens home and […]
The office was unbearably hot, the aircon had died and due to the scorcher of a summer they were having the shops were all out of new units! Samantha sighed and stretched in her swivel chair, she was drenched in sweat already. It didn’t help that the window was actually nailed shut! Her micro-managing boss […]
‘When they begged for mercy I cut them to shards a piece at a time. You ask what I feel about the monstrous actions I took and I tell you sir that they were not monstrous but beautiful and just. How dare you speak of mercy and torture – You who have glued my face […]
I am here, I AM here, can you not hear? Few do, explorers come and go, not realising that when they rest on the ice bed – they rest above my bones. I am old now but my face is locked in youth, pale skin, translucent, tinged with the cold that surrounds me. I am […]
It all started when I went on a caving exploration to some small Eastern European country, I can’t even recall the name now but if was a fun trip. If I recall rightly I had been trying to pull the guy who was running the expedition, as in sleep with him, it never happened of […]
The area was out of bounds, it was more than that, it was a death zone but Andrea no longer had a choice, she could hear the dogs barking behind her. There was no where else left to go. The fence metal was cold and rusted, chunks of paint cut into her fingers but she […]