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Quenched. This thirst for something to make me feel alive. Standing alone waiting outside. A haze of smoke around me, a net of safety to consume me and keep me from the teeth just beyond the fugue waiting to sink into my flesh. To tear me. I suck and pull and fade. Cling. Breathe.
» Posted By joycronje On 01.27.2016 @ 6:08 am
“Annie, be careful,” Shoal said. “That place is dangerous.”
“But look at the lights,” she gasped in wonder, her young eyes glistened.
“The lights area a trick.” They were. We all knew to ignore the lights to avoid becoming some gnasher’s dinner.
Annie wasn’t listening. I knew Halesh and his gang prowled the streets in search of us, which meant we needed to stay hidden, but the darn child stumbled to her feet, eyes reflecting the glow of the gnasher, and left the shadows, arms stretched to the creature. I cursed under my breath.
» Posted By joycronje On 12.14.2015 @ 12:07 am
It wasn’t so much the medical that bothered Gerlin, it was what came after. The medical examination was quick, at least that’s what the other recruits said. But after the medical came the mental assessment, and Gerlin was infamously unstable. Mother called her a nutcase, and maybe she was. She saw things. Things other people never did….
» Posted By joycronje On 09.22.2015 @ 1:06 am
Shelis shivered, damp in the dark. Two more hours and it’d be over. Two hours seemed longer than a decade in the little space, goosebumps burning on her icy skin, water dripping on her head, down her face, into her soaked clothing. But scared as she was, cold as she was, none of it was worse than going out there before dawn.
» Posted By joycronje On 05.14.2015 @ 1:55 am
“Buffalo!” Kelly shouted.
It was the code word for “sexy but brutish male approaching”. I ducked and grabbed a magazine along with the other girls in the group, and we pretended interest in the articles. These football buffs with their popped collars and bulging arms thought they were the shit, but we didn’t have time for them, not until they’d passed and we could grade the quality of their asses.
“A five,” Nancy said beside me, shrugging. The guy looked back over his shoulder, confused, and I stifled a laugh.
» Posted By joycronje On 01.26.2015 @ 6:33 am
Tomato soup clung to my lip. I licked it off and glanced about. Nobody had seen. What a boring day at the office. I tapped the wooden desk, craned my neck to see if any clients approached the door opposite me. But no, there was nobody. The phones did not ring, and the skeleton staff snored behind their computers. No managers, no workey, right?
I was restless, couldn’t stop thinking about Bob. WOuld he walk past the door again? I glanced at my wristwatch. 12.15. Any minute now he’d flit past and I’d pretend not to notice. My heart fluttered in my chest.
» Posted By joycronje On 11.18.2014 @ 4:19 am
‘Gentlemen,’ I held my hands out to placate them, but their moustaches wriggled more, their frowns deepened. ‘Let’s be civil here.’
Fillin was being anything but civil. He brought his hand to his scabbard. Damn, time to back away. Things weren’t working out as planned.
I stepped back slowly, one foot behind the other. ‘Now, Fillin, I can explain.’
M<y naked parts caught a glimmer of moonlight, and Tisha squealed in the bed, delighted.
» Posted By joycronje On 10.30.2014 @ 7:22 am
The dress swished around her feet, and Thom’s clammy hands gripped her sides. Their feet did not falter once, but her heart thumped loud in her ears and her lungs struggled to suck in breaths. A sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead, and Lita focused on executing each step just the way they’d practised.
The stage lights were too bright, dizzying, hiding the audience and burning on her skin.
» Posted By joycronje On 10.17.2014 @ 2:40 am
Shahn jerked on the stitches, and Tashi clenched her teeth. Why was she clenching her teeth anyhow? The area was completely numb, but each time Dr Shahn tugged at a stitch to loosen it, she jerked. Something was wrong with her.
At last the final stitch was removed and she sat up, a new creature to the brave world.
When she ran her fingertips over her skin, there were no scars where the stitches had been. Not even on her face.
» Posted By joycronje On 10.15.2014 @ 5:59 am
Sahn left him stammering and stuttering apologies, and walked into the night air with new hope on her shoulders. Had Sahn been honest, she may have found her parents much sooner than today, but today was better than never, and even though the stars were out, trekking all the way to Figuar suddenly seemed an excellent idea.
Each happy step drew her closer to knowing her past, and the night’s trip went by like a leaf in the wind.
With sweaty palms she knocked on the door once, twice. No answer.
» Posted By joycronje On 10.07.2014 @ 5:29 am
Sahn left him stammering and stuttering apologies, and walked into the night air with new hope on her shoulders.
Had Sahn been honest, she may have found her parents much sooner than today, but today was better than never, and even though the stars were out, trekking all the way to Figuar seemed an excellent idea.
With each happy step she drew closer to knowing her past, and the night’s trip went by like a leaf in the wind.
With sweaty palms she knocked on the door once, twice. No answer.
» Posted By joycronje On 10.07.2014 @ 5:28 am
This was the way, she was sure, but ten feet down the pipes she wasn’t so sure anymore. Had there been an intersection there before? And that green smear on the wall looked unfamiliar. One would think having spent so many years traversing the pipes Kiyanne would’ve known them by now, but they had an uncanny way of changing, leading you to horrid places right when you thought you understood them the most. That was the main reason she paused, doubted, and ultimately survived the torrent of gushing water that flew past her nose.
» Posted By joycronje On 10.06.2014 @ 12:07 am
The footsteps drew closer and closer, and Kelly’s breaths came quicker, the dagger still tight in her grip. Soon whoever it was would round the corner and die.
The ski mask she’d tugged over her ruddy curls felt sticky and scratchy, but she ignored it and focused on her breathing.
The footsteps stopped, and she heard a scream, a young and bone-chilling screech.
What had that been? When she finally gathered the courage to peek around the corner, there was nothing, nothing except small white footprints ending where no doors or windows existed.
» Posted By joycronje On 10.03.2014 @ 4:30 am
“I won’t tell if you don’t,” Casey whispered into my ear.
That was a good deal. I nodded my ascent and grabbed her hand. We would fail together, and the comoraderie felt better than the knowledge that my mom would be disappointed.
Sacrifices had to be made, though, and Casey’s joy meant more to me than mother’s smile. It was a lie I almost convinced myself of, but when the school bell rang, nervous butterflies churned in my stomach.
Could I really fail on purpose?
» Posted By joycronje On 10.01.2014 @ 11:52 pm
“Argh!” shouted Commander Gru and hefted his shield into the air.
The arrows flew from his bowmen’s longbows and crashed in a wave onto the enemy. Men toppled like ants below the wall, but kept coming. What a multitude of men! Never before had Gru seen so many all in one place, all with one purpose. It was harrowing and chilling.
A crack sounded where the enemy had been battering against their walls, and quick to follow was a bang and rumble that shook the walls themselves, leaving him and his men shaking.
The enemy bled through the broken doors, hacking women and soldiers apart in their haste to get to him, the commander. Shit.
“Retreat!” he called, though it went against everything he’d been taught.
» Posted By joycronje On 09.26.2014 @ 12:19 am
When I glimpsed the sun’s light against her pearl white skin, I was reminded to be thankful.
The way the light gleamed off her long eyelashes burned in my heart, and sang a song in my blood. She was of my blood and flesh, worth more than rubies or gold or any of my ambitions.
My daughter, my angel, may your years be lengthy and filled with joy.
» Posted By joycronje On 09.25.2014 @ 4:01 am
“Ai la la Ai la la…”
From the shadows where Brunie was tied he could hear the tribe signing, tambourines shaking, people cackling in drunken stupour.
Gods, he had to get out of these ropes before daylight or they’d skin his hide! Think, damn you.
» Posted By joycronje On 09.11.2014 @ 2:21 am
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Serina breathed in the sticky air, which felt like syrop in her lungs, and wished for the hudredth time she hadn’t said yes to Carlos. Why had she said yes.
The arrogant fool stood a few feet away, coat flapping in the breeze, glasses gleaming in the bright sunlight this damned Island had too much of, scroll proferred for perusal.
Maybe she was the fool then, and not he.
» Posted By joycronje On 09.08.2014 @ 8:39 pm