Codename Paul_To Say "I Love You" One More Time_Halfway from Home, Halfway to the Stars_Ju
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Codename Paul
He was given false papers, a gun disguised as a pen and the codename Paul. Additional tools and weapons would be given to him when he reported for duty at midnight. That left him only six hours to tidy away his meagre belongings and get whatever sleep he could. He would have to say his farewells too. Louisa was not going to be happy. Would she want to come? Would she be able to?“We’ve got your will already, I see.” The commander closed the file on his desk. “Any questions?”“No, sir.”“Good luck, then. Dismissed.”Paul saluted and went in search of Louisa. She didn’t often come out before sunset,...
To Say "I Love You" One More Time
Cold. Dark. Silence.These were my first senses. Slowly I regained consciousness; my fingers twitching, my legs bending. I could hear my heartbeat in my head. My eyes fluttered open and suddenly all I could see was white. I soon adjusted to the bright sunlight, and, looking up at the blue sky above me, from where this assault was coming from, I began to become aware of my surroundings. The sunlight streaming from above flooded down through the clearing in the trees and wwww.onedoor.ccashed around me, setting everything alight in one continuous blaze. The dancing light went from tree to tree, streaming over r...
Halfway from Home, Halfway to the Stars
The spire stretched up into the clouds and it was the only place the city did not whisper to her.She never knew whether it spoke to everyone, or if she had somehow been chosen for this, to hear its hissing voice in the breeze and feel its heartbeat through the cobbles, had never thought to ask. It was normal to her, to hear the voice of the city along with everyone else's, and she was only a little scared of what it might have meant if it was only her that did. Most days, she chose not to think about it.When she was six years old and trembling, she found the church of the ascendant, curled up ...
Just Paranoia
I walked down the abandoned street. The trees stood like skeletal sentries all around, their fallen leaves whispering and ruffling in the winds that seemed to chill me to my bones. The last light was falling away, leaving me alone at the mercy of the silver veiled moon that sneered at me from above, casting shadows of ghosts in the corners of my eyes.I walked on, wrapping my arms tightly around myself, trying to still the tremors that had less to do with the cold, and more to do with my overactive imagination. I saw a shadow in a path of rustled leaves and spun to catch it before it slipped fr...