He had parked on the edge of the deck, so as he trudged to his car he was able to see out into the night. It was a clear, crisp evening — there wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and a the ghostly silver of a crescent moon had risen up in the east to compliment the innumerable twinkling of stars that sprinkled the heavens. It was the kind of calm, beautiful...
Act Five: Just Desserts Chapter Two: Whatever May Come Concrete fractured into ragged slabs as it fell and struck the ground. Dee and Black Cherry disappeared in an acrid storm of grit and pulverized rock. The noise was deafening, a rolling thunderclap. Ears ringing, Yves huddled on the pavement drawing himself around Raspberry as best he could. Raspberry...
The setting sun bears down us like a radiation cloud. Whatever wildlife there is left takes cover in the scarred terrain. Ninety-eight days until I'm back in Minnesota. Rodriguez comes out from behind the old outpost still pulling up his zipper. Puffs of dust billow up from his boots. I turn my head and spit on the parched ground. "You jerking off back the...
I stumbled slightly up the stairs to the 3rd floor, still trembling from our previous stairwell fuck. Before I had a chance to ask Maestro if we should go up another flight to the next landing, he grabbed my shoulder and pushed me face first towards the concrete wall. His hot breath on the back of my neck and ears contrasted the cold wall against my cheek....
+++++++++ I was not there the day this happened - I had been there on other days - and was again after this. So this is fiction - just a letter such a I might have been writing home on that day. But the facts are real - this is what it was really like. +++++++++ 5 December, 1965 My Love, I ache- what can I say? You're 12,000 miles away and I miss you, I...
Chapter 24 – A special incentive program for the house crew Monica was laughing as she came into the kitchen to fix herself breakfast. Zoey gave her a questioning look. Monica said, "Well, I guess you could hear; they started the house addition this morning. I gave the guy on the backhoe a real thrill a couple of minutes ago." "What'd you do?" I heard all...
"I didn't bring my swimsuit." Karen repeated. It was probably the third time she made the same argument about why she couldn't get into the pool and still Enrique and Sara insisted she get into the water. Both of them were currently stripped down to their undergarments and lazily swimming around in the cool water, not that their clothing was doing much for t...
**Edited by WEI** Chapter 3 Into the Darkness I already know. It's not an empty room. It's an elevator to the secret tunnels. Only a second or two passes before the floor starts to descend. The walls are the familiar concrete I've passed through a thousand times when descending into the hidden city, but this elevator is moving faster. Two minutes go by an...
The church bell tolls again. I have nothing better to do than to count, so I do. One... two... three. It's summer and the sun is still high in the sky when I look out of the window. In the piazza across the river, the old men have gathered again around the giant chess board etched into the ground. They are bickering over a knight that rises to half their he...
Festival Refuge Copyright Oggbashan August 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ It was the early 1960s. The three of us, Ge...