Fiction
BARE HUNTER
* GREG * Thank God this shit was almost over. I hated lying to Ted for my bosses. I felt like Sisyphus. Their demands changed every day, and I was caught in the middle of rolling that stone up the hill, then had to backtrack. If it weren’t for the regional manager promotion they were dangling in my face, I never would have agreed to this crap.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
Tunes wafted through the air like the fresh scent of baked bread. The chords, the progressions, the pauses, the rests, all came from Vestin Go’s piano. He still remembered his days at First State Community College where he majored in music exploration. He’d been playing the piano since he could walk and talk. He took it even more seriously as he grew into adolescence and adulthood. By composing a new minuet, he wanted to try out something audacious.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
The Colors of Odds and Ends
With her brother finally out the door, Charlie sat at the kitchen table and stared out the window at what looked like a perfect day. She thought about going back to bed but was already awake and set in the motions of starting it, teeth brushed and all. She sighed and looked at the piece of paper left for her on the table. Of course this was from her father. Was this passive aggressiveness? That was a concept that she had been accused of at school by people that honestly didn’t do as much as she did. Charlie understood that to move people in a certain direction, you needed to nudge them. That’s what she did at the school paper. As the student editor she needed to assign and ask for updates on stories then put her spin on the outcome, tell the sophomores what quotes to get and who to ask for them. That’s how you manage the paper. Leaving assignments on desks or in the slot organizing system hanging on the press wall, however, was ‘passive aggressive’ per Tyler, the junior that painted his nails black and sucked all the joy out of the room by consistently disagreeing with her assignments.
By G. Douglas Kerr2 years ago in Chapters
"The Quantum Thief". Content Warning.
In the labyrinthine alleys of Neo-Tokyo, whispers of a mythical thief had begun to circulate. He was known as the Quantum Thief, a shadow who could bend the very fabric of reality to his will. Legends said he had stolen the Crown Jewels from a locked vault, vanished from maximum-security prisons, and even pilfered the Mona Lisa right from under the Louvre's nose—all without leaving a trace.
By Cocoto_Junior2 years ago in Chapters
Soul Tied. Top Story - May 2024.
The sun rises in the forest again peeking through the greyness of the clouds in the sky. The same grey as the chain that still lays around my neck. The year is 3000, 2999 is officially over only it didn't end as expected. I suppose we should've known better though. People had the same thoughts in 1999. Fearing the world would possibly end simply because of a new number. Quite ironic actually we used to fear the end of the world we welcome it now.
By Jazmine Ambrosia2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
One synth walked up to a learned machine. The synthetic being greeted itself to the machine. They exchanged codes. They talked for a good while. They cajoled. The bluish purple of the synth contrasted the yellow and black of the learned machine. In essence, they had become intertwined due to their makers’ craftsmanship. By keeping in the realm of knowledge, their trade of ideas allowed them both to keep up with systems of mathematics.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
