Both cars were out of fuel. Not that it mattered; Kori couldn't drive a car across the ocean. This island paradise she had chosen for her first vacation after losing Derrik had become a prison. No, something worse than that--a slaughterhouse. Hearing a shuffling sound down the road, Kori rolled herself over the road barrier. … Continue reading Trouble in Paradise – What Pegman Saw
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A Two for One — 3LineTales
For this week's Three Line Tales I came up with two--rather obvious--responses. You guys can tell me which is better. Here's the first try: Cadriel leaned heavily on the bar, sipping his IPA from a tulip glass--having been around since the creating of beer, he was a bit of a connoisseur--pondering his existence. He set his … Continue reading A Two for One — 3LineTales
A Little House – What Pegman Saw
It was a little house, on a little street, in little corner of West Virginia. Regarding shape, it was about as perfect a rectangle as something could be; it gave off the air of rectangle, and little else. There was a group of little kids who rode by every morning on their little bikes, on … Continue reading A Little House – What Pegman Saw
The Birth of a Master – 3LineTales
"Master, I've completed my work." "What's this?...I asked you to paint reality in its purest form." "This is it--here we see only that which is true to the nature of the page, air and dust and pulp, untainted by the arrogance of man." *Written as a response to the Three Line Tales Week 88 photo … Continue reading The Birth of a Master – 3LineTales
A Dog Named Trouble – What Pegman Saw
"Lâche-moi!" the woman shouted, before any further cries were muffled by a gloved hand. She struggled to free herself from her captor, who was double her size but--as betrayed by his disheveled and broken clothes--only half as civilized. Samuel Thacker remained in the shadows, under an old, stone arch on one side of the narrow … Continue reading A Dog Named Trouble – What Pegman Saw
Only One – 3LineTales
My breath is heavy; I can't catch it, nor the blood seeping out from the slash along my side. It was a hard fight, and for a moment I thought it was over for me. But the final blow was mine, and now I can feel...the quickening! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! *Written as a response to the Three … Continue reading Only One – 3LineTales
Born of Struggle – What Pegman Saw
Their lasers could not cut through the trees. If their drop-ships came too close to the jungle canopy, the smoke and ash from incinerated vegetation would kill their thrusters. History had shown the Vietnamese to be quite difficult to defeat. After resistance was crushed in the rest world, they were the last ones fighting. A … Continue reading Born of Struggle – What Pegman Saw
What a Word! – 3LineTales
The wonders of reading still struck Tommy like wild kicks from rowdy kangaroos; by the age of three he had moved on from pretty pictures to the colorful world of words. One such word now drew his full attention, forcing his eyes and mouth open in shock. It was a word his father had once … Continue reading What a Word! – 3LineTales
A Brilliant Discovery – 3LineTales
He held it up on a the end of a stick, amazed to have found such light in the bleak backdrop of arctic darkness. Micheal brought it closer to his face, hoping for a better view, as sparky bits of luminescence leapt from its body into the night air. His eyes, and soul, opened wide when the … Continue reading A Brilliant Discovery – 3LineTales
The Collapse – 3LineTales
All the birds that hovered overhead have fallen from the sky. A peninsula divided is once again united by war. When will we learn the opening shots are always words? *Written as a response to the Three Line Tales Week 83 photo prompt. **Sorry for the gloom. Recent news has been hitting close to home. … Continue reading The Collapse – 3LineTales
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