Varr rolled his creaky joints, in preparation for the opening rush. He missed the days when he could spring out of bed, full of energy for a new day, and not even minding when he knocked his head against the same wooden beam that ran parallel to his bed. Turns out, in his burgeoning old-age, he...
Maxie hadn't so much as opened his mouth to say anything beyond his name- and Luke had already disappeared around the corner. Well, shit. At least he had talked to someone. Maybe the cafe was a good idea... but that would be great if someone called him out on it. 'Hey everyone, look! The fat kid...
A pounding at the door. A chorus of angry voices rumbling outside like a distant thundercloud rolling over the hills. 'Get him out here!' a voice cried, 'We need justice!' shouted another. A softer, closer voice found Elijah's ears easier however. It swam through the inky blackness of his sleep...
The Midwest is a pretty scary place, in the year 2053. It was dead in the middle of a spectrum that had been set in this new, nuclear world. On one end of the scale were the wastelands. Areas so riddled by bombs and radiation that there wasn't really anything there anymore. The cities had been...
Maxie's head was on a swivel, and the sudden voice made him whip around so fast that his glasses nearly flew from his face. His cheeks burned as he hurriedly fixed the askew spectacles, before looking up at the boy who had spoken to him.
"Hi~! I'm Luke! Are you a new member?" Maxie stared at...
Maxie craned his neck back, looking up at the stonework building. He readjusted his glasses, and jammed his hands into his hoodie pockets, before beginning the trek inside. 'I thought this was supposed to be a youth club, not a bleedin' castle,' He thought to himself, taking a deep breath as he...