Reaching further into the center, he managed to yank the source away. Freed from its prison, manifested again to the rest of the world, it beat several times. Slow, methodical, silent as a lightning bug blinking in the darkness. A solid one second. Not a lot of time. Tiny compared to infinity. But that was …
Five people had already been taken. A few neighbors, three kids from the nearby school. It was a vastly bright bullet from the sky. It pierced through the clouds like a whole punched through paper. From space, and spiking its ways around the person, it punctured the grassy hill and sliced miles down. It seemed …
Every time Derrick saw his mother's grave, he got that uncomfortable twist. It yanked at the back of his throat. Every flower replaced was a pint of blood. When the picture fell, it shattered more than just a frame. The key chain rusted to pieces and stained the top of the stone that held her …
When the last one remained, he found a piece deep in his heart. He handled the cost, built the walls around his consciousness to savor the fight. And asked one question...What was he fighting for?
Nothing to witness. One more piece to find. With only one thought racing around.
A flash--Blinded Chelsea and melted her eyeballs. White wax streamed down her cheeks and ripped into the sea. Creating life and death.In a burn of beauty.
Corvus and the Birds
When I say I hate birds, I really, really, really meant it. Their stupid feather shedding, their habits and little hopping, and their excruciating noises-- Sure, I had no problem with them when they stayed far away. Once they got anywhere near me, I wanted to punt them like a football. I wanted to step …