She met him for a late dinner at their favourite restaurant. Both had been working long hours; it was good to unwind together. He had changed into casual clothes, jeans, Bluntstone boots and a casual dark blue shirt. She was still in her work clothes. The restaurant was still busy, but they found a quiet table in the back that afforded them some peace and qu...
Author's note: This is my first attempt at writing anything. I would appreciate your feedback. I hope you all enjoy it. ***** Tim Bradshaw ran the diagnostics on the uplinks to the various satellites on the Communications panel, and verified that the signal strength remained constant. It was always constant, but it was one of those boring tasks that had to...
It’s Daniel’s fault. He left the doors open for the cool sea breeze. That's why she found the waves whispering her name, and that's why she’s naked, now, on the terrace under the warm black sky, being serenaded by the ocean. “Or….Laa… Or…. Laa…” The sea, at least, seems happy Orla’s here, joining Dan to start a new life. Unlike everyone else. Including, d...
Kanae lay on her beach towel as she observed two surfers riding upon waves. This curious human activity had fascinated her for some time. She had known of humans for centuries, having first encountered them deep into her watery domain. Although humans seemed attracted to water they appear incapable of functioning in the water. She had since learned that th...
The golden sun slowly rose above the horizon. Just as slowly, the air meandered across the plain, and the crystalline water trickled along the nearby streak. With equal languidness, the many multicolored flowers slowly opened their petals to the cool air of the dawn. Slowly, the sacrificial ceremony was unfolding. She stood, tall and proud, as erect as t...
Chapter 1. Fledging Flight Time: January 1, 9570 10:00 AM UCT Daily commercial flight B210 Doha to Judah took off promptly on time. Eliana would have been very surprised if it hadn't. Except for occasional weather related delays, a commercial aircraft had not missed a scheduled departure time in decades. And the sun over the former site of Cape Town, South...
The story is true. Only the names are changed to protect the innocent and the guilty. It took place in 2004; two years after my wife of 34 years left me for another man. It had been almost two years. I finally took a three-week vacation. I loaded up my RV, got a map and just drove south until I found a lovely tent/RV camping spot. Setting up my RV took lit...
This story is set in the year 846 in Northern Italy. A brief glossary follows the story. Abbot Agostino winced as he made his way on the muddy track. A afternoon rain had dampened the trees and shrubs on the five mile path between the historic abbey of Ebovium and the simple hut of Niccólo the Priest. The Abbot's toes grew muddy in his leather sanda...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Forgive my bad grammar. English is my third language. I had fun making this, another part may come out in the future. ***** For the past week I've been visiting my childhood friend, Dawn. She's been having a tough fever, and I live nearby so why not visit her. My parents have traveled overseas, so it doesn't matter what time of the day I visit Dawn. So lo...