Red. Red was the colour that blinded me, the colour that put me to sleep while rage surged through my veins in a hot flash. And then I awoke again. There they were, five jumbled corpses sprawled on the floor, bloody and in pieces. Dance beats pumped around me, the bass throbbing through my chest with a jarring reality as crowds of screaming clubbers scrambled out of the building like desperate rats.
I...
Saturday, 24 June 2017
Thursday, 22 June 2017
Bayan's Story
I was fighting a battle in the present, but it was the Stone Golem's words from the past that troubled me the most. Our squad was outnumbered tenfold and my remaining comrades were slowly succumbing, one by one, to their long awaited deaths. But how lucky they were to go down with such a roar. I, on the other hand, wore a heavy burden that held me far from my glorious end.
Thoughts of the Stone...
Thursday, 11 May 2017
Hitman With A Conscience
Written from a Reddit writing prompt, original post here.
Kyle woke up to a throbbing headache and a stale stench of must in the air. It was an unfamiliar scene, a sprawling warehouse, empty and tall, filled only with rusted chains and abandoned cranes. He tried to move his feet, then his arms. After quickly realising that his whole body was completely bound, he wriggled frantically while he tried...
Tuesday, 9 May 2017
Skyrim: The Self Awareness Overhaul
Bored with Skyrim, you download a mod that has no description, just the title "self-awareness overhaul". Starting up the game, you can tell something's wrong with your character. Turning to face the fourth wall, they locks eyes with you. All you know is you've never seen such intense anger...
Tom had seen it all at this point: Lute playing grizzly bears, epic monster mounts, nude Dragonborns... But...
Saturday, 6 May 2017
The Moon Is A Corpse Of A God
It was a clear sky this night, the full moon glowing in its entirety against the infinite darkness. It seemed an age away that the smothering clouds of air pollution had last parted to show its warm light. Staring at the rare sight almost trance-like, the man was trying to decide whether he dreaded the painful view, or whether he longed for its empty comfort. Either way, it didn’t matter.
He stood...
Thursday, 4 May 2017
Glurbleflukes
"Of course humans aren’t intelligent. The don’t have glurbleflukes. If you can’t glurblefluke, you’re not sentient," Silas scoffed as he picked at a scab of dirt on his chin.
"Always so sure of yourself, Silas… Your mother was right, you’ve always been thickheaded and you always will be. I swear, it’s just like the time you creamed on the Blarbacan waiter for mixing up our drinks!" Silu's voice wavered,...