after the missile
uuuuhh wind - screams - smoke - flames - the shrill of tearing metal - faces of questioning anguish tumbling away - why - why them - why me below - the flaming…
Fear and Choices
With a flick, the shovel handle flew into the sky. Gracefully she leaped backwards and up, smiling all the while. All I could do was shimmy the rest of the way…
Anger Be Now Your Song
My grip tightened on the arms of my chair. If I didn’t vent soon, my fury would consume me, but only mentally. Unfortunately, I cannot die. My name is Abranis…
Decision
The light came through the window, landing on the small card table that had sat in his kitchen for years. The sun felt good, he closed his eyes, leaning…