One Shots
Various one shots of lots of different ships.
December 11th, 1981. Belleville NJ. "Listen, short stack. I suggest you move along. What are you, twelve?" The leader said, and Frank snorted. "Seventeen, but thanks for that. Really nice to be told I kept my good skin." Frank laughed, taking another drag off his cigarette. "Come on Frank, it's not worth it." Josh l...
Color. How exactly do you describe a color to someone who has never seen it before? Red, like the feeling of the summer sun on your skin...yet they have never seen the yellow light glowing from the morning sky. Blue, like the deepest of chilly waves in the ocean, yet they have never seen the cool crisp color of the oc...
My breath was laboured, coming in gasps as I continued to sprint. My boots hit the ground in quick stomps, propelling me forward on the hard, dusty ground. I heard heavier footfalls behind me, the person's steady breaths in time with mine. "Cyanide! Cyanide, come back! Why the hell are you running towards the Dracs...
vampires, werewolves, ghosts, demons, the things that covered the silver screen, they're real. they're beautiful, angry, lost, and terrifying. and they just so happened to be the people you idolize the most in the world.
Swimming closer to the surface, Brendon started to get a stronger reading on a sharp sense of...was that despair? Perfect.