Little Things Lead_Drifting Down the River_She's gone_Open-End Date
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Little Things Lead
“We’re gonna do big things,” said Graham as he shook hands with James, the shop-keeper. James smiled, but did not look happy. Martin watched them talk. You could hear the wheels turning in his head. James glanced at Martin with anxious eyes. Martin said, “Graham’s my point man, Jim. I’ll be traveling more. Graham will always be accessible.” James nodded. “Safe travels, Marty.” Martin guided Graham toward the door. “Come on. We’ve got things to do.” Graham spoke over his shoulder. “I’ll come in. Update your paperwork. Answer your questions…” James settled onto a stool. As they walked to Mart...
Drifting Down the River
As I watch him slowly drift down the river an ache settles in my heart and brain. I had hoped that he would stay but I knew he had made up his mind. I was never really good at being able to tell what others were thinking. Someone who is always there watching, never joining in with the conversation. But when I met him a sound click rang through my ears. We spoke the whole night and day away. Sharing stories and traumas without a single word of judgment. Oh, how my heart swelled and soared as we smiled and joked. Feeling a new found surge of confidence I asked to exchange information. I still h...
She's gone
They say the definition of insanity is repeating the same thing over and over and expecting something to change.Truth be told Anthony always hated that saying because it made him feel broken.He wanted to quit feeling the way he did but it seemed too soon.Ever since his wife died a year ago, getting up seemed purposeless. It felt as if a giant weight pressed against his heart everyday and every night. He moved slowly and deliberately as if two bricks were on his feet and dumbbell weights were around his wrists. He could only move when he thought of Joan. He could not move for himself.Anthony th...
Open-End Date
Day 1、I stand on the threshold of the colony ship, waiting for my turn. Each person in line receives the same treatment. Identity verification, check for disease and general health, decontamination. These do not apply to me.Some of these humans are excited, others nervous. Many are overwhelmed. One in line breaks down, collapsing into panic, repeating over and over that she cannot do this. Most everyone stares as security drags her away. I continue to face forward. These are human weaknesses. I share none of them.My sisters and I are synthetic beings, hidden among humanity. They have received ...