Letters of the Past: Earhart’s Lost Letters
An take on if Amelia Earhart wrote letters before her death and what happened after … More Letters of the Past: Earhart’s Lost Letters
An take on if Amelia Earhart wrote letters before her death and what happened after … More Letters of the Past: Earhart’s Lost Letters
That morning was cold and misty. Huo pulled on a coat and boots from their closet, silently mulling over the events of the night before. Fashi knows. What now? Sighing, they closed the closet door and walked over to the front door. The Phoenix bumped its head into its mistress’s leg as if to say, … More Tales from the Dragon Child: The Dragon Lair
Anna sifted through her things at her desk. A client stood in front of the desk, waiting rather impatiently. He constantly looked at his watch, as if he were late. Anna threw a bunch of things off her desk, feeling absolutely flustered. This was the third time this week that she hadn’t found something important. … More Tales from the Canvas: The Art of Murder
June woke from a deep slumber. The night before had brought feverish and fitful dreams, stemming from places she couldn’t recall and purposes she couldn’t define. With a yawn, June gathered her belongings. She began getting ready for the day. Life in New York City moved so quickly that some days, she wasn’t even sure … More Tales from the Abyss: The Moon is Green
At a carnival, there was a job offer for a night guard to watch over the place at night. There was nothing to steal from it, but Mark knew that thieves got creative when desperate. So he handed in his application, and on the same day, he was hired. Mark knew it was a golden … More Tales from the Abyss: The Painted Carnival
I pushed myself away suddenly from a socialite, dressed tightly in black and white. I had spilled my water all over his shirt. I tried to apologize and wipe it off with my napkin. But he shoved me away and walked towards the bathroom. Calming myself, I went to grab a drink and find a … More The Red Socialite
“I hate doing this kinda work,” John grumbled as he and his coworker headed towards their designed job in the sewers. It was the worst part of their day. They had to clean up all the sewage waste in the east tunnel, an unpleasant but necessary job. “I do too,” Paul retorted. “But it pays … More Sewer
I’d just moved in with a roommate. I was in college and had been dealing with family issues back home. The location was a bit far from my university, but I didn’t mind too much. The town I moved to was where one of my closest friends lived. Her name was Jackie. Jackie and I … More Doll Face
“Come on Tommy, it’s not far into the woods. We can make it by sundown!” Tommy paused, grabbing his sister’s wrist. She nearly dropped her basket. “Tommy!” she hissed. “Let go of my arm, we have to go deliver this before we can’t!” “Polly, maybe we should go home,” he said. “Rethink this. I know … More The Last Present
As I stood over the gray-colored stone, the rain soaking me through, images flashed before my eyes. The way he’d taken care of her so delicately, took her everywhere he went and fixed any damage that he might’ve caused. My fists curled up, nails digging into my skin. It had been an icy cold day … More She