Haha, you're dead ( Read more... )

There is a crash as it hits the floor. I can hear a harsh rasping sort of sound as I stare at it.
A gun.
It had been in my hand. Now it is on the floor. My hand had been shaking too much to hold it anymore. The rasping sound gets worse and then suddenly my vision lurches downwards. I feel the muscles in my face twitch.
A frown.
I'm confused. Why did ( Read more... )

It was the unspoken rule in our house. Daddy liked to ask questions, lots of them. They made him feel important in our lives and showed that he was interested in us. He wanted us to always know he loved us. So when Daddy asked questions that he wouldn’t like the answer of there was only one rule; lie.

I never felt bad for lying to him about my ( Read more... )

Mamma keeps crying.

I don’t know why. Tom from across the road says that she should be happy; we beat the baddies down so we’re the best. He said the Prime Ribster, the guy with the cigar, says we won. And winning means that everybody is free and they’ll bring back sweeties. I can’t even remember what they taste like except I know how good they are.

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Isn’t this place beautiful, Daddy? Do you remember how we used to come here together with Mother and Jack and you would buy us ice cream? If you look over there, by the light house, you can see where I scraped my knee when I was five. You kissed it better and promised it would get better... that you would always keep me happy.

You see, Daddy, that’s ( Read more... )

You think you know Death? How does he look to you? Does he wear a big black cloak around his skeletal form? Or play with a large scythe for harvesting souls?

Yes?

You’re wrong.

You see, I used to be like you - innocent and hopeful. Yes, the world was recovering from The War; countries had collapsed and everyone was struggling to get by, but it wasn ( Read more... )

He stood outside the door clutching a bouquet of daisies in one hand...

Was he supposed to knock? It seemed like the polite thing to do but he wasn’t sure if she would answer. He didn’t even know if she could answer. When they had talked about this day she hadn’t told him whether he was supposed to knock or not.

He gulped - it would be terrible if ( Read more... )

Time had no meaning. Not here anyway. Sometimes it seemed like every minute lasted a decade, while at other times a day would pass in seconds. He wasn’t sure what was worse - he wished for it all to end, but also longed for more time.

His wrists still felt like they were probably covered in bruises from when they had dragged him to this place. He ( Read more... )

Okay, doing an A/N for the first time on my LJ work. Just promising there will be a twist at the end... The story feels too lovey-dovey if I don't mention that.

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“Other men said they have seen angels, 
But I have seen thee 
And thou art enough. 
~ by G. Moore ~”

Meg smiled at the text. Lucas was always so romantic! This was just one of many examples ( Read more... )

She watches from the mountain far in the west. Her eyes are sharp and the distance means nothing.

He celebrates coming of age and the great fortune he has inherited. Friends from all over celebrate with him. A blonde sits on his knee smiling that million dollar smile. Her left hand will soon be heavy with a ring to match it. The drinks are on him ( Read more... )