She loves both of them but should only have one.
The other one died for his best friend’s happiness.
Big Stories in Two Little Sentences
She loves both of them but should only have one.
The other one died for his best friend’s happiness.
On a fine August day love grew between them.
On a fine November day, love was lost and they became each other’s nobody.
They’ll never find the bodies. And I certainly won’t be hungry for a while.
the air screamed through the almost hollow trees. I waited, then it yelled.
After seventeen years of building the specialized hardware and coding the exclusive software, the Machine was switched on.
As it created a perfect simulation of our universe in every possible detail, we realized we were no longer certain of our own reality.
I just injected the toxin; it should take effect in a few moments.
To whomever finds this record, please know how sorry I am that I cause the
He became paralized when he discovered that someone had writen something on the window of his 4th floor apartment last night. Then he realized that it was writen from the inside.
As I gazed into his pleading eyes, I suddenly realised he’d been right all along, and that we really should finish it – and so I let him go. And as we parted, I knew I’d done the right thing at last and found myself filled with an inexpressible peace – especially when his fading scream was cut short by the concrete sixty feet below.
When I told my father about the monsters in my closet, he asked me to describe them very carefully.
Then he took me over to his closet, made me open the doors and then showed me the ancient, family weaponry we would use to kill them all.
Taylor strolled along a frozen winter’s path, stopping to throw a dollar in a stone well while wishing for warmth; Taylor went home to a cold cabin shivering and disappointed. Alex walked along the same path while carrying some logs, passing by the well with only a glance as he returned home to start a fire and plan the food that could be bought with a dollar.
He walked out of Prison a changed man.
After a dime and a half he learned everything he needed to hunt down and kill the bastards who’d framed him.
Don’t be afraid of the shadows that move across the walls at night. Just don’t stare: they might stare back.
As the train screamed toward the platform she debated whether or not to jump. The strong hands upon her back made that decision for her.
Everything I have ever said in my adult life has, in one way or another, been a lie.
Now, let me tell you my story.
‘Veni, Vidi, Vici’
The last words said; the last man died.
When the mind’s eye sees through a kaleidoscope, distinction can be difficult.
Whether one hurts more than the victim is a unique example.
At last the Final Seal Broke and the Great Lord was free from his eternal prison.
“Okay; lesson learned,” he said to the assembled legions, “Who’s up for videogames and Buffalo wings?”
I stand on the balcony in the best cold weather gear money could once buy, hefting a pickaxe and looking at the frozen things on the common below.
They said the Zombie Apocalypse would be the end of us all; all we had to do was hold out until Winter hit Montreal.
It’s always been easier to cut flesh, to cleave sinew and separate bone.
Putting them back together requires so much more effort: look what beauty I have made!
I usually take the long road from work back to my home at the edge of the village, but today, everybody looked down as I walked past. When I placed my key in the lock, I heard an emotionless voice from behind: “I’m sorry, but I have to do this.”