Airway
Simon was passing sand from a clenched fist to an open palm below. Jamie was waxing lyrical about his girl. It was warm and comfortable sat in the sand, these…
Simon was passing sand from a clenched fist to an open palm below. Jamie was waxing lyrical about his girl. It was warm and comfortable sat in the sand, these…
He must not have heard the bullet crack from the snipers rifle. “Stay awake, stay awake, sir. sir everything is going to be ok”
It was not the sort of thing you see every day. The setting was pretty common, an airport terminal full of pedestrians toting luggage or children by the hand…
He had walked amongst the angels and gods. With one flick of his wrist he destroyed everything that stood infront of him. Through all the terror and…
The spotlight shone on his face. His act had finished. He looked down at them, he saw the contented look on their faces. “Job well done” he whispered. “Step…
Damn this was like no headache he had ever felt. He crashed to the ground. He could feel a warm sensation flood his face. He pawed at his face, sticky and red…
He leaned over and whispered in my ear “I do not know why, but I do not think I have long for this life”. I never heard from him after that conversation. The…
I sat on the floor and looked up. I could not make out the faces, they were distorted and shimmered down at me. Bubbles floated up into the sky. My lungs…
She asked him “well what have you got for my Birthday?” He flashed back “well now that will be a surprise” A surprise it would be, as she would not be…
He started to type out his Ficly. This time instead of hitting publish he put it in drafts. Why? Well the noise next door was so loud he had to check it out…
He laughed to her “I love cold Snickers”. She was in mid smile when a passing woman slapped him and shouted “perv!” “what?” he quipped. “You should not talk…
Ben took her coat, he wondered to the hallway. Once he had left her sight, he pressed the coat against his lips. It was still warm from the heat of her body…
He had never heard a gunshot before. He held his stomach. His hands felt nice and warm as the blood oozed out of him.
He sat quietly, plans of how the attack would unfold were spiking through his mind. She walked in. “Boo” he shouted as he leapt from behind the bed. He looked…
She sat on the sofa with a face of thunder. A thud came from upstairs followed by “oh crap” She heard the top of the stairs creak. “well he has made it up” she…
He was staggering across the lawn. He was trying so hard to keep in a straight line. Gravity got the better of him and sent him crashing to the lawn. He felt…
It was really annoying him. The itch on his fingers was starting to drive him mad. He knew he should have washed the drying blood off his hands.
He basked in the glow of the applause. What an audience. He could feel the heat from the spotlight on his forehead. He bowed one last time. As he stood up he…
If I ruled the world oranges would be easier to peel. They would not frustrate me to the point of beating them with a hammer, then sucking the freshly rendered…
The coins crashed to the floor, spinning faster before they settled. He could not believe how much pain he was in. The bullet had only grazed him.