To the Sound of the Ocean

13 Sunday Jul 2014

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To the Sound of the Ocean

(1100)

He found her swinging gently in the hammock. The ocean breeze coursed through the screens of the porch, carrying the cries of gulls and the tang of salt. Her sun-streaked hair curled in the humidity, falling heavily against the ropes. When she shifted drowsily, he could see the red lines where her thigh had been pressed against the hammock, her shorts riding up so he caught a glimpse of the floral bikini bottoms she wore.

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Purest of Intentions

06 Sunday Jul 2014

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Purest of Intentions

(Approx. 700)

His intentions had been pure back when he’d first announced his decision to become a scryer. His vision had been all about becoming a spy for the Imperial Militia. One of those dreams that he didn’t exactly know how to achieve, but dreamed about regardless all through his childhood and into adolescence. For years, he applied himself to his studies, gaining a solid reputation with his teachers for doing good, though not outstanding, work.

However, when time came to apply for a position, he’d fallen short. By just a smidge. An unfortunate smidge that had all the blood rushing straight to his teenaged, over-responsive cock.

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Word Lovers

29 Sunday Jun 2014

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Word Lovers

Mini (Approx. 500)

Sometimes the book read like an epic fantasy. Long, drawn out, at times incredibly boring. Other times it read like a fast-paced thriller. Adrenaline pumping, convoluted, with a plot so contrived that sense had blatantly been thrown out the window. Occasionally, it became nothing but an angst-ridden drama that left her debating the simplicity of her own life and the entitled preoccupation of others.

And then there were the slicked, earmarked pages where the words tumbled without constriction, flowed without obstruction and fucked their way across the old vellum with little regard for who saw.

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7:45 Date

20 Sunday Apr 2014

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7:45 Date

Mini (Approx. 1300)

He would come at seven forty-five in the morning. Practically like clockwork. Always dressed for work. Always looking so…fuckable.

The guy was tall. Gangly, not willowy. Wary eyes, the color of fresh grass on a bright spring morning. He looked about mid-twenties. Maybe younger, but I doubted. Older, if he aged well.

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Rough with Bark, Wet with Sap

12 Tuesday Jul 2011

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Rough with Bark, Wet with Sap

Mini (Approx. 1100)

He was like the others, all muscle and sweat, the axe in his hands worn from use. Hesha ducked back behind her tree, letting her body blend with its bark. She held her breath as his crashing steps came closer. Then his warm hand touched her tree. She felt it though she stood upon the opposite side.

Hesha closed her eyes and prayed he’d go, prayed he’d not taken a liking to her home. Then she heard the distinct sound of the axe head smacking into one of her roots. Continue reading →

Pixel Perfect

23 Thursday Jun 2011

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Pixel Perfect

Mini (Approx. 900)

The projection shimmered for a moment before steadying. The woman tossed her hair, black now that the blue pixels had aligned.

“You’re late.”

Craig made an apologetic frown. “I’m sorry, traffic was awful.” The words were routine, the excuse the same every time no matter how long it took him to get home. Continue reading →