Her name was Yelena Podrova and she lived alone. The first snows had come early that year. She knew this would mean suffering. The villagers were unprepared for such an early onset of winter. The late crop of beets was ruined by frost and animal fodder was in short supply. It was going to be a ‘seven-coat winter’. Of course the war made things worse. Many of...
Soon it would be Christmas, all the kids were excited. Then the blizzard came, all the kids knew Miss Joy came where there was lots of snow. They asked Miss Joy if they could make a Mommy, Daddy and baby snow family in her yard. Mei came by and just sat on the porch watching the family go up. They all remembered the pictures of Miss Mei's Christmas trip. Mis...
IXThe Good SeedGabrielle2039 Farming is a business like any other. It may also be a vocation, a life-style choice or even one of the few remaining outdoor occupations, but the one thing Gabrielle knew for sure was that farming is a business. Although she had sympathies with the principles of organic farming and rather distrusted Genetic Modification, what...
Thomas Pierre Calvary is the name that fate and family saw fit to give me, but T.P. is what my friends call me. I was born in the town of Boston, Massachusetts, to a Haitian father and Ethiopian-American mother. I know, it's not exactly a mix you hear about every day, that's for sure. My parents themselves, Jean-Pierre Calvary and Elisabeth Melkamu come from...
We did it. Finally, we made the humans pay for what they've done. Stealing the love of our Father from us. For centuries we encouraged them to wage war against one another. We encouraged them to slaughter each other over questions of race, religion, territory, ideology and nationality. And in the end, we succeeded beyond our wildest dreams. There are only te...
Another night. The medic woke up and looked around. All was quiet, and he lay down again, but he realized that the sleep had gone. So he stood up, taking care not to wake up anybody. Since he was awake, he might as well guard the place until dawn. He started thinking about what he had told the girl, about 24 hours before. it was the talk that he had though...
A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: First, let me thank everyone who read the first chapter and offered their insights and views. The food-for-thought I've received from you has helped me to think about what to include (and not include) in the newest revision. Thank you! Normally after I've finished a story I write a little introduction, musing about what inspired me...
(Cover Image titled "The Sacred Rose" by Celeng from DeviantArt) For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the Master of Mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dar...
You aren't much for beginnings and you're not much for ends either, you tend to drift from place to place before anything can come to a close. You never start wars and you never finish them, you fight when they are at their bloodiest then you leave. You are immoral, you are a monster, so why can't you pull the trigger? Your mind flashes back to the mission,...
Abby had got used to the easy pace of life in the valley. It came as a surprise therefore when she realised that now there were very few days when there wasn't something or other demanding her attention. She went to Paverton to see the Solicitor, instructing him to handle the sale of the flat, and leaving with him the deeds. Visits were needed down to the ho...