The Moon would never be the same again.
As I look into the sky, the moon rises from its slumber showing its beauty in the night sky. The stars sit close to t...
"Looking at things changes us so it is impossible to look at anything the same way twice," said Foley. I did a double...
The Moon would never be the same again. Not after the Settlers came. See, we had claimed the Moon. Put our USA flag o...
I lost my grip on the wheel.
It was late, one winter night. I was not accustomed to being awake at this hour. My car didn't handle the cold well, ...
I lost my grip on the wheel. It had happened before, but it wasn't nearly as embarrassing as now. I had just left P.E...
Driving along a road at night, rain pelting down, tall trees waving low branches across the sky, no moon, no road lig...
Freeform prompt
Friday is supposed to be a day to look forward to - TGIF, right? Sammy had been dreading Friday all week because he ...
“The entire shell is Chronium. That shields the op…” “You mean chrome. Chromium?” “Ahem. Crow NEE Uhm. Chronium. As...
The visitor asked, "Can you write a story without a prompt?" "I don't know," said the writer. "I've never tried." "...