• Ruben Williams commented on the post, vapor 6 years, 4 months ago

    He stepped up to the just-barely-open door and hunched over, catching his breath from the long walk up the never-ending steps.

    The long walk to heaven, he thought. God, that’s lame, he thought.

    He stood up straight. Composed himself, wiping the sweat from his brow.
    He swallowed, and prepared for the rest of what would come.

    He stepped…[Read more]

  • She was still laying there in the middle of the meadow. It was where she had waited all week when she decided she had to see him. This place, that she could no longer remember how she found in the first place, was the perfect medium. It was a sea of flowers, blooming and full blossom, petals moving about with every breeze that passed by. If the…[Read more]

  • Ruben Williams commented on the post, polar 6 years, 4 months ago

    White.
    Endlessly white as far as the eye could see. And then some. Below him, the snow. Beside him, the snow. Above him, sometimes snow, but clouds that completely concealed the sky and very much resembled…snow.

    What was the point of this again? No matter.

    He continued his trek across the tundra. Up and down hills of snow. Long bouts…[Read more]

  • A rumble beneath their feet.

    “Come on, let’s get out of here while we still can!”

    “Not yet. Sorry, you go.”

    Through gritted teeth he stared. Furious.
    This was stupid, foolish. A waste of time from the beginning. But they knew that before going in. Before they that bastard ever hobbled into the room on his cane and fancy new leg, his grin…[Read more]

  • Ruben Williams commented on the post, dot 6 years, 4 months ago

    “Don’t do that”
    “Why not?”
    “Just…please?”
    He sighed. This is how it always went. They were just one move away from winning, as usual. One step away from their dreams.
    “I just…it’s not time.”
    “When will it be time?”
    She was silent.
    “I just don’t want us to be…” he turned and looked away. Behind them the setting sun was barely a dot in…[Read more]

  • “Cluh-clack”
    “Cluh-clack”
    “Cluh-clack”
    So it went and so it went. Hours and hours and hours. Papers and papers and papers and papers and papers.
    Then all of a sudden, he stopped. He looked up.
    A blasphemous act.

    All eyes turned to him.

    All their faces staring as the “cluh-clack”-ing continued.
    All just staring.

    He knew it was…[Read more]