Yumi | Chapter Five The nightmares had originally come from the sky. Painter had heard the accounts. Everyone had. They weren’t quite histories, mind you. They were fragments of stories that were likely exaggerations. They were taught in school regardless. Like a man with diarrhea in a sandpaper factory, sometimes all available options are less than ideal.…
Tress | Chapter Five Tress sat upon her porch, leaning against her mother, and watched the horizon. She held the last cup Charlie had sent. The one with the suicidal butterfly. Her lukewarm tea tasted of tears. “It wasn’t very practical,” she whispered to her mother. “Love rarely is,” her mother replied. She was a…
FAQ: Have I Time Traveled? No, you have not. This might seem counterintuitive, as you’re probably living in your own castle at the moment, commanding legions of peasants while you engage in a Better than True Life Experience™, such as inventing electricity, writing Shakespeare’s plays, or attempting to speedrun the conquest of France. While your…
The Sunlit Man | Chapter Five Nomad cried out in frustration as Glowing Eyes turned toward the sound, then began shouting orders as he strode—tall and unflinching—back toward the podium. Weapon fire—blasts with a distinctly red-white heat—rained from the sky. Glowing Eyes shouted something else, and ember people—a good two hundred of them—came running out…
