• 709writer commented on the post, adapted 5 years, 2 months ago

    He adapted to her presence more easily than he’d thought he would.

  • 709writer commented on the post, reminded 5 years, 3 months ago

    He was reminded of an instance years ago. Since her murder had been hidden, there had been no funeral. His chest ached. No funeral for the only friend he’d ever had. He’d built a small grave for her out of fist-sized stones, circling a white rose bush that bloomed every year. He made it a point to visit that place on the anniversary of her death.

  • 709writer commented on the post, desolate 5 years, 3 months ago

    The desolate area chilled her. She scaled the hill and gazed over the expanse of short, dark green grass. A cold gust hit her in the face. She rubbed her arms.

  • 709writer commented on the post, smiled 5 years, 4 months ago

    He smiled. Actually smiled for the first time since she’d met him. It transformed his face, smoothing the hard lines on his forehead and softening his eyes. She automatically smiled back. She wished he’d smile like that more often.

  • 709writer commented on the post, sterile 5 years, 4 months ago

    He dipped the needle in alcohol to ensure it was sterile. After drying it, he turned to the subject. “Don’t fight,” he said in a low voice as he slid the needle into her arm.

  • 709writer commented on the post, level 5 years, 4 months ago

    He raised his power to the highest level. It expended from his hands, his eyes. He shut them and tried to control it.
    But power of this kind is hard to control. Pain streaked through his head, stabbing his brain.

  • 709writer commented on the post, strike 5 years, 4 months ago

    Another strike to her cheek. She staggered, blood trickling from her mouth.
    “You broke the rules,” he said as he stood over her.
    She pushed to her hands. Her arms trembled. “I did everything…I could…”
    His boot slammed into her back, shoved her to the floor. “Don’t say one more word.”

  • 709writer commented on the post, overt 5 years, 4 months ago

    The overt glare of the sun shining on the pistol nearly blinded him. He stared not at the gun, but its holder.

  • 709writer commented on the post, welcoming 5 years, 4 months ago

    Rouge smiled and held open the door. “Come on in.”
    “Thanks.” Julia smiled back. “I hope I’m not intruding.”
    “Not at all, hon. I’ll fix some cocoa.” Rouge headed into the kitchen.

  • 709writer commented on the post, interested 5 years, 4 months ago

    She tore across the yard. Tears streamed down her cheeks. All she’d wanted was their support. Their acceptance of who she really was. And she thought she’d had it.
    Now she was running away from them, running away from the only place she’d found a home.
    She crossed Rosewood Street. The city was dimly-lit.

  • 709writer commented on the post, adolescent 5 years, 4 months ago

    Shadow studied her. Only fourteen. Barely an adolescent. How could her kidnapper have done what he did? Snatched her from her home and tortured her?
    She realized she was being stared at and said, “What?”
    He relaxed. “Listen. You’re going to be fine. You don’t have to worry.”

  • 709writer commented on the post, interested 5 years, 4 months ago

    He glanced her way. She sat in at the kitchen table, studying an article about flowers in the morning paper. He considered asking her what it said, then thought better of it. Instead he headed out of the room and to the workshop. He had work to do.

  • 709writer commented on the post, adolescent 5 years, 4 months ago

    He watched her play with the cat out in the front yard. Just an adolescent, lean, alone. He had to make sure she didn’t fall into the wrong hands again.

  • 709writer commented on the post, security 5 years, 4 months ago

    She found she had security with him. Strange that she felt safe with a perfect stranger. Only time would tell until she knew if she could truly trust him. For now, security was enough.

  • 709writer commented on the post, gold 5 years, 5 months ago

    Louise’s hair could have passed for gold. It shone under the harsh lab lights.
    Julia smiled. Maybe she could trust Louise.
    Or maybe not.

  • 709writer commented on the post, veteran 5 years, 5 months ago

    He was a veteran of hatred. He’d faced it, passed through it, and now stood on the other side. Every now and then, he felt it tugging him back. He kept fighting it.

  • 709writer commented on the post, repressed 5 years, 5 months ago

    He repressed the feeling in his heart. It was ridiculous to let her in and let her get to him when he chose to shut everyone out. He could not go through it again. Losing someone else would be too much for him to handle. If he could only overcome this…

  • 709writer commented on the post, selective 5 years, 5 months ago

    He had to be selective with his friends. Breathing in, he looked out over the water and remembered. All that he’d lost. Fortunately, his recent friends were trustworthy and loyal.

  • 709writer commented on the post, heightened 5 years, 5 months ago

    Her psychic senses were heightened to his presence. Strange, since she’d only known him for a short time. Somehow she felt safer with him, practically a stranger, than with her foster parents. She smiled. Maybe she could introduce them.

  • 709writer commented on the post, values 5 years, 5 months ago

    Family values. That’s what she’d always been taught. Be responsible, stand up for what you believe, and be loyal. She did all those things. But her foster parents hadn’t done that. Once her secret was out, they’d turned their backs on her. How could they?