“Aw, shit…”
Adam glanced back, vision foggy and unfocused. His eyes hadn’t adjusted to the mist, but they had to now. In the damp, distant haze, a figure emerged. Cloaked in… no, made of black. A pure, unknowable substance. And it carried a paddle.
One of them.
Their kind never gave up. Last time Adam saw one, Lucas had still been alive. Before the end, Lucas had shared his plan, Operation Sunligh...
My “teacher” held my arm in a vice grip and refused to let go. I cried desperately for mercy as I tried to tear my wrist out of her grasp, but she held firm,”I SWEAR I DIDN’T STEAL THE DOLL” i screamed at her but she wouldn’t listen. The next thing I felt was weightlessness as I was thrown in a boat with only a paddle and a worn life vest,”row” she demanded silently. I slowly put on the life vest ...
In a small town surrounded by sprawling mountains, lived a young woman named Mia Chen. Mia had always been fascinated by martial arts, especially after watching a kickboxing tournament on television as a child. The nimble fighters, the fierce determination in their eyes, and the rhythm of their strikes captivated her. However, Mia’s life had its share of challenges. Grow...
The current runs quickly and slowly simultaneously. The black, stinging liquid represents all perceptions of time. Some believe they have too little, some believe too much. Time can hit you like a train, or trap you in an inescapable cage.
I used to think I was a prisoner of time. Every day was slower than the last; a bunch of time wasted. I’d had a plethora of time compared to people I knew. Pe...
Carl is the father of 2 children, the girl, Brigit is calm and sweet. The boy, Bob is crazy and kinda mean. Today they're at their town's lake. Carl wanted to race on their canoes, so they started racing. Carl barely beat them but he did it, and after the race they got icecream....
There’s a first for everything: love, marriage, paddling for your life in a stupid canoe while praying for rapids to come sweep you away and take off the brunt of the labor.
They just don’t train you for this in Pilates, which is a shame. I foresee even more of the prison yard originated workout in my future if these freaks catch up with me, but I don’t think I should be held liable for what hap...
He could still hear the shrill noise of the whistle, the start of the pursuit.
He paddled hard, harder than he ever had in his life. His orange padded life vest was chafing under his arms, but he continued on anyways.
65 yards.
He could hear the other boats approaching. The boats lapped the waves in the water and he could hear the others paddles splashing water as they paddled towar...
My muscles screamed at me in protest as I paddled harder than I’ve ever had in my life. I could hear my pursuers not far bring. I had no idea what they wanted with me, all my mother told me was to just keep paddling till you reach the end of the river. I had no idea what she meant, and the end of the river? The river could go on for decades, passing through multiple states.
