Woolly Mammoth · Ice Snakes · The Olympics
The woolly mammoth lined up for the next event in the prehistoric Winter Olympics: the 400 meter speed skating compet...
"Ice Snakes! I will not let you beat me into the Olympics!" Woolly Mammoth shouted as he watched the Ice Snakes perfo...
From the day the museum opened, the mammoth was the first thing every visitor saw. How could they miss it? It towered...
He stood outside the castle, looking in. That little fence was all that separated him from the world of imagination....
Billy was steadfastly unimpressed. "Can we go home now?" he asked. "But, Billy, don't you want to see the top of th...
My throat ached from a barrage of overpriced, fried abuse. My voice was hoarse, having spent most of the day screamin...
"What the hell happened here?" The man in the blue button up military coat came up to the wreck. He wore a hat on his...
I saw the thing. It was preserved in the glass case, the only one of its kind. So faithfully had the curators touched...
"Well shit, that didn't work," the conductor said. He walked around the wreckage, pulling out passengers. Women, mos...
100 feet away.
I am really nervous. It's there. Looming. And I feel like if I move it will know, and everything around me will crumb...
100 feet away I watched the smugglers struggle to get over the jagged stones, collapse onto the wet sand, expel salt ...
100 feet away Mulder knew the Sasquatch was waiting. This was it, the moment of truth. Jonas, the new field agent c...
Taste.
In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...
In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...
I can taste the tingle on my tongue the second it touches. I can smell the sweet/sour, crisp, smell. The food is amaz...
the grand opening was boring yet it was also very romantic me and my husband had went to the opening because he knew ...
He looked upwards. My goodness - it was high! What would he feel like under these arched ceilings, dwarfed by the mas...
Arches atop tall pedestals opened into an ample space, magnified by groin vault ceilings. Red brick, scrubbed clean, ...
I shot my butler.
I shot my butler. He was a mole! I should have known. I'm trained to tell whether someone is lying or not. I'm a secr...
I shot my butler. I never really wanted to though, He was a kind man. It was a week ago, and since then I've been a...
"I shot my butler." I threw the manuscript across the room. Grabbed a scotch. No. Wait. Wanted a scotch, grabbed a bo...
The year was 1986.
The year was 1986 and she was a high school softball star. So young and full of potential. She was beautiful. She had...
The year was 1986 and I was 10 years old living in south Louisiana. My family had been living in Louisiana for gener...
The year was 1986. My home, a typical home in Suburbia, USA. My life, a typical American teenager, filled with angst ...
Vanquished.
Your foundation was laid a long time ago. You said it was always the same, just before. His voice offering up your na...
Monica Albott had never been beautiful. Sure, she had been cute, pretty even, but never beautiful. She said this ove...
Creeping up again. That is what I thought as as I woke up in my nice but dull apartment. The life I had made for myse...
If you ever pass this house on 23 silverdores street, your sight will be mesmerized. A red checkered pattern clock ha...
The border. He had. To find. The border. He'd made this trip a hundred times before and each time the damn thing move...
You know damn well the head is in the box. You know damn well how this movie will end. But her legs are across yours ...