For years, the green vines in the backyard sprawled, and climbed over the fence, occupying territories that were once somebody else's property. The dogs at home, in their unleashed collar, always went on a brawl when Igaras Caeffur left them untied to the big pine trees on either sides.
Caeffur got calls everyday, almost everyday. There were days when he had heard the phantom ringtones deafening his insignificant ears. And no one, absolutely no one had called, and the phone stayed in boredom for...
Papa Jones & Sally Francis Jones
Papa Jones had not always had a big heart. Now that he did, he had no doubt that his daughter, Sally Francis Jones, would run around telling their neighbors and her girlfriends about the luxury suite he would be staying at the St. Clare Hospital for Elders. It was the very first thing Papa Jones could think of when Doctor North broke the news to him, after his health report was retrieved from a pile of medical waste due to a human error. Which was safe to say that the recently hired nurse, Gwen...
DayZ Ops One
[Watching the twitch.tv live stream of 5hizzle as he plays Dayz. Wrote this as his character explore Dayz. Overly exaggerated description and undermined story flow.]
Hiding behind the concrete wall, still heaving loud and audible in the quiet surroundings, Carl could not believe his arms was still holding the fully-loaded fire extinguisher high in the air, and next to his shoulder.
Bang.
The next thing Carl knew when he woke up, he was in a field of golden willow, and a vast, open field with...
Pretending
[I wrote this about an year ago. Unedited. Freshly dug out from bighuglabs' Writer]
He's been shot once in the stomach, he believe a guy with the handgun just walked right into the coffee shop and popped a bullet into his body around his lower left rib bone. He could felt the blood slowly and steadily running over his hands covered at the wound. The room looks foggy, everything sounded weird, a drum started somewhere near, so near and loud. His lip going dry and pale, eyes could not concentrate,...
Form a Force
The Beginning
Everyone in the Bakerville would be spared if things were that simple.
Sal Verno, first daughter of the Verno household, and descendant of a long forgotten warrior, could never escape from this matter. And she wouldn't have to leave her three young sisters to the Wise One at the mountain top, and she wouldn't have to ride to the edge of the lake in the dark mask of the night, if not for the beast that had terrorized the villagers for a living.
Most harvests were collected and consumed...
Ice on the Sidewalk
Whoever left that shoe box sized ice cube on the middle of the street, must have known that people passing by would be glancing at it, and suddenly felt the coolness emitting from the inside of that melting crystal. That pool of water gathering around the ice cube, that was the best testimony of how hot the day was, and what people felt like when walking down the streets.
"Seriously, I'd not anticipated anything from such a simple and boring thing," that old man said, his short silver hair glittering,...
The Cargo Port
The night air smiled of burning torches covered under a wet blanket, there was also the stench of fish and clam. And far from the shore was the sound of the seagull, crying for its midnight snacks. It certainly felt like that when there was a mist that had hindered lights from the lamps, and invaded the small cargo port, causing a sudden decease in visibility. The shoreline, paved with shiny cobble stone, shone with the radiance of the moon, was uncomfortably bright. The star above hadn't matured,...
The Basic
I turned around from the bar and caught a glimpse of you. You were sitting next to the captain beside the pool, your hair orange red under the sun. The two of you were talking in the wind. I could not make out a word but the waves that were racing the cruiser.
The deck was wet from the morning swimmer. I finished my drink and ordered two more, for you and the captain. I knew I shouldn't be drinking that early in the day, I had promised you, but I just couldn't watch the good wine turn to waste...
Internal Storage Unit
Clock in, clock out. The horde of people chained in cyberspace formed an intangible barrier. Their digital records transferred between molecules cry out for salvation. And their bones crackled in sweat.
Just like everybody else, Jearom Benn practised the way of the cyber. She put her body on lease to Reve Rent three months ago. Not because she needed the credit to appear in her bank account, but for various of reasons that had been buried inside the Non Disclosure Agreement. The moment she had...
Unsettled
Not everyone has a heart for charity, and one would certainly find that this is especially true for Jared. For he is the typical homeless person you do not see but know that he has his presence in your surrounding.
He dresses in untidy, unconventional clothing, and has long, tangled hair with hidden treasures embedded inside. He does not look at you when he speaks to you, but his hands would always be moving around your pocket. He is no thief by any tradition, because he steals none of your money...
River of Happiness
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By the look of his flimsy eyes, he was ready to go again. Old James gathered his items scattered on the flat rock's surface, and without organizing them, threw them all into his sack with a casual flip of the arm, one after one.
The smoke of his fire had completely gone with the wind when he stepped out of the magic circle. What was before him, he couldn't imagine. He only knew that if he did not arrive at the castle before the Night of the Gale, his only...
Longing to Be Here
The Sun above, embraced by masses as we now called cloud, was still teasing Fanny. As she stepped onto the sandy beach, after descending from a long and steep staircase in the chilling shades of mountainous trees, she raised her hands and hovered about her forehead, and said to Danny, "why baby, it's so hot out there. Would we rather not stay inside our hotel room and enjoy our bath in their beautiful pool. I reckon you like that pool just as much as mama do, do you?"
"Of course, of course. I would...
Unanimous Decision
The girl walked toward the double door guarded by an African-American woman. The woman turned and glanced at her when they were standing shoulder to shoulder. The girl, wearing a white, thin T-shirt and jean bummed fist with the women and went in to the dark passage.
Through the second door, music and drinks welcomed her. A two men band played soft lounge on stage at the right, and only a skeleton was running the circular bar table. The girl sat down on the bar table closest to the door she just...
Chase
Running while dodging pulse rays and stunt bullets from behind, Sunja Meris jumped and leaped over a rough cement barricade, and landed hard on the damp grass sliding down a steep slope as though she had broken into an amusement park. The slide carried her to the Falcon Bay Water Way, which was still in construction, had provided little friction between her oversize raincoat and the slippery surface. Muzzle flashes flickered after her, but none of the shots had scored a hit.
Meris, laying flat...
Summer is My Business & Other Unrelated Stuff
Have you ever felt like the Winter's too long and the Summer's too short? Are you like me who hate the both the cold and the hot but enjoy the nature? And why is that?
Do we despise the four seasons from our own experience, or do we prejudice against them in flavor of the Autumn?
How could people not sweat in such a hot day under the direct sunlight? Look at me, I am already sweating. My forehead, my nose, the skins that wrapped around my mouth, my chest, my back, my feet, they are all wet and...
Birdy
It would be some days later when that car crash actually happen, but it had already happened though, I had seen it in my sleep.
I have this visions that allow me to peak at the future at night, during sleep. What triggers it, how exactly it works, when would the event take place, why do I see what I see, I don't know. I can't answer you. It is beyond my control. I'm just the receiver at the end. I can't communicate with the future, I can't decide what I see, I can't perform any decisive action,...
Class In Session
Pigeon knows its way home, so does little Jim. His friends call him Lil Jim, just because he's short. How short? Well, he's about a meter shorter than the average for kids in the sixth grade. But his height's not the only thing that belittled him. Lil Jim also has eyes that stretched open in the size of a pin hole. And that's the reason why he's always seen wearing that stupid goggle that glows in the dark. You can always tell which toilet box Lil Jim is in by looking for his light. That, and because...
House Moving--Done
I'm back. I have been slacking off again because, one, I was moving, and two, the World Cup (Go Netherlands/Germany, either team winning will satisfy my ego and desire and so many restless night).
Back to moving. So far as I remember, I have moved house four times. The first to the third times I couldn't recall being of any significant help. And by significant I mean that I didn't help moving large household utilities or furniture or any objects physically. I was weak then, okay?
The first...
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