The Dawns Call_She is a Constellation_Lurkers_Phoebe's World
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The Dawns Call
Winter crept in through the old master’s window. He hadn’t noticed, but soon found out. Sharp needle like frost crisped round the edges of the old stone walls, creating a prison cell, while the old man dreamt of warm fires, and toasting bronze goblets filled with rum, which burnt the tongue with the sweet richness of Spring. The wind howled through the castle window. He hugged the sheets closer to his body. It’s warmth had shielded him all night from the frozen air. If he had the choice, he would of stayed in the comforts of the sheets. Once he lifted the first sheet, the feeling of warmth was...
She is a Constellation
It began, as many beginnings do, with light. A blinding, burning flame. A spark, an explosion, the birth of a universe. A question posed with cosmic certainty - she already knows the answer - of who are you? And you don’t know. You don’t know what you are. But you will. ~~~Where the beginning meets the end, there was a universe.A constellation of everything that ever was and everything that ever will be; imagine it. Imagine everything always all together running at you faster than the speed of light, imagine eons in a moment, time nothing but putty in her hands, billions of lives and stories ...
Lurkers
1Walking with a limp, Hunter grits his teeth down route sixty-two feeling all sorts of emotions, holding hands with his son Dalton. He takes a look back to see the city of Hillsboro, Ohio, where he was born and raised, in flames and destruction. Wondering to himself that this was far worse than anything he ever imagined when he thought about the end of times. Every time he takes a second to stop because of his ballooned up ankle that he twisted, he hears moaning and horrible screams of torment and savagery. “Daddy?” His nine year old son says without looking up because of the sun glaring in hi...
Phoebe's World
Note: This story contains mild scenes of a sexual nature. It could be rated PG-13Rick Pascal © 2022 About 2800 words38-35 Brookside AvenueFair Lawn, NJ 07410201-791-9526201-208-7191 (cell)rickpas@optonline.netPhoebe’s WorldPhoebe coaxed the grungy white stray,www.onedoor.cc offering him a discarded scrap of salmon that she retrieved from the garbage can in the alley behind Alvin’s fish market. “Here kitty, kitty…come to momma, you sweet little pussy cat.”To say that Phoebe loved cats was an understatement; she adored them. Her life revolved around them. Ev...