Words All The Way Down

war

  • Bioweapon

    The day started so well. Now, I was behind a glass divider in a quarantined room. A voice crackled over the speaker. “I need you to tell me what happened a hour ago in the barracks. We need to know why you’re the last of your platoon.” *** The barracks shook with the noise of Continue reading

  • Why we dance

    I wish that my mother hadn’t been so prudent, and my brother such a coward. Up on the cliff top, far behind us now, our village laid in ruin. The only indication that home once existed was a column of smoke winding towards the heavens as we fled down the mountains. If we hadn’t left, Continue reading

  • All Goes out with a Hiss

    Inspired by the following prompt: [SP] Your commander is congratulating you on another successful genocide, but you can’t get their screams out of your head. Heads up: This story will have cursing, touch on themes of depression/suicidality, and refer to a genocide (as per the prompt). It started as some annoying fucking hissing noise. You Continue reading

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I find writing stories to be a fun way to pass the time.