“David; nice of you to come!” a voice spoke and looking over there I saw the dark haired woman standing there greeting me, “This is the team, Lucy!” I looked over and seeing the blonde nervous woman she whispered, “Hi!” I looked over to Rebecca who whispered, “She fancied a man who died saving the world!” I nodded before saying, “Desmond!” she nodded before...
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I'm rarely surprised by movies anymore. Most of the ones I count as good are still only mediocre and mildly entertaining. Rarely these days does a film really move me, take me out of myself, and leave me wanting to rewind it and watch it again. (And just as an aside: I miss hitting rewind on VCR tapes. Yet another thing to hate about DVDs, aside from all the...
Lanborn hated being a passenger. The orbital rent-a-pod was one of those early 2150's autonomous models with the plastic seats and sim-windows. You got to see what was outside on a ten second delay interrupted by advertisements unless you paid the extra charge to go real-time and ad free. He hadn't. The autopilot's 3d avatar appeared suddenly in the cabi...
Day 7 – Exposure Jack leaned back, watching his wife Kelli bustle about the kitchen preparing their breakfast. Though cramped and seriously out of style, the cabin's kitchen contained enough modern applicances and cookware to enable her to whip up a nourishing and filling meal. They'd need the energy. By his estimation, today's activities would be the most...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. The Watcher, Asmodatu, appears to us on an alien landscape. "I am Asmodatu the Watcher" he told us, "like Uatu, I have observed the rise and fall of civilisations, worlds, galaxies. I know all that is, most of what has been and much of what will be. I also have many windows into the stran...
Before the Internet, if you were single and looking to hook up, your go-to source might have been a city magazine. It was mine, a Marylander in his mid-thirties living in Montgomery County at the time. In the early 1990s, columns of single ads filled the back pages of Washingtonian Magazine. Those of a certain age will remember how many of these ads sounded...
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"Hello dearest Annalise, I am writing this from distant lands. Where the trees touch the sky and the sunshine never ends. But all of this beauty could never compare to your face. Your crystal blue eyes. Your raven wing colored hair..." This is as far as I could read before I burst into crimson colored tears. She was my everything. And I let her slip throu...
Chapter 14: The River Arthur liked the Danubian clergy, mostly because the priests and priestesses treated criminals like him about the same as they did free people. It felt good to be spoken with like a human being instead of spoken at like a number. When Arthur was in the city he always tried to attend services; normally it was hard to find the time, but...