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The Cold: The End

I had no idea what was going on in this place, I must have been walking around in circles for hours and there seemed to be no end in sight. It was brutal weather out here with the cold winds battering away at my face. Surely, I should have reached the main building by now […]

The Cold: The Bunny

I have always enjoyed the scent of fear, the very taste of it. How does fear taste, you ask? It has a metallic tinge to it cut with a sharp, acidic twist of sourness. Must be a mix of blood, sweat, and tears. But it’s what accompanies this taste that amuses me, the begging, pleading, […]

The Cold: The Girl

“Kids! Get out quickly! The fire is spreading!” Mrs. Jane looked scared as she rushed everyone out. But I didn’t want to leave, I couldn’t leave because if I left… then HE will keep following me. I was SO stupid! Mommy always said not to pick up someone else’s things, but I didn’t mean to! […]

The Cold: The Sister

My eyes shot open as soon as I heard the screams. What…? What was going on…? I am still so sleepy. Isn’t it too early to be up? “…Mom? Is that you?” I called out drowsily as I sat up in my bed. The room was still so dark, only my unicorn lamp glowed lightly […]

The Cold: The Mother

Both of us looked at Mr. Bunny at the same time. Its eyes seemed almost menacing now.

The Cold: The Father

It had been ages since I had taken my family on a vacation. There was hardly any time for that, what with work and the kids having tests and club activities but this time my wife had insisted that we go on a trip. “The girls need to spend some time as a family, we hardly […]

The Odds

Our planet was old, far older than any other in the galaxy. We had been here for a very long time, an ancient species. The other stars hadn’t even opened their eyes when we were drinking in the beautiful skies with ours. Peaceful, kind, intelligent, and full of life we were but like all other […]

Library To Nowhere

A world of our own… . . . Nothing made me happier than losing myself between the pages of a good book. There was a sense of peace, an anchor which kept me tied to this world. Whenever I felt as though I was drifting, I would simply skim through the words of my favorite […]

The Cycle CH4 : The Burning

Blood. Everything was just blood and noise. I felt disconnected from it all as though this wasn’t happening to me, I was a mere spectator. I felt irritated at all the noise, why couldn’t mother stop her incessant screaming? But where was I? What was happening? And just with that I was pulled right back […]

The Cycle CH3 : The Harvesting

Crops are replaceable but humans are not. Slowly over time with enough patience they can be replaced but humans cannot. I learned this lesson over the duration of one week. It seems easy enough to remember but it took me a while to recall it. The forest reminded me of it. … The Collector was […]