We’d made it to our villa after driving through a fast food place by early afternoon. At this point, I felt that whoever said “money can’t buy happiness” was a damn fool. Maybe it didn’t, not by itself, but it sure helped break the frozen ice that surrounded the happy place. Given that Apex had …
Author: lythial
Breaking Down Walls
After I picked her up in the kitchen, we were all over the apartment. Intense and passionate doesn’t even began to describe our lovemaking. It was as if we were truly rediscovering each other after all these years, and that the fear and dread of a true fight, that facade finally shattered, the poison and …
Tearing the Scab Off
The party raged on. I guess it’s ironic, but the more the people around you drink and the later it gets, its not always that entertaining when you can’t get drunk, no matter how much you drink. So, I’d kind of given up trying when we left the Utopia club. I’d tried to give it …
A Father’s Introduction
She walks into the large rec area outside the kitchen and dining area, but pauses, seeing that it was occupied. She watches for a moment, but only one person plays the video game, and she sighs deeply. “Livy,” she says, loudly over the explosions of the game. “Sec, Mum, I almost got it.” Amelia walks …
A Charming Observation
Havlasten sat gracefully sprawled across from me, but I could see the shadows in his cheeks and around the eyes as he rested, and the stiffness with which he had walked through the door a few hours ago bespoke the toll of his illness, even in the month that we had been gone to El …
Ill Winds
The flames of the night fire danced, one might say cheerfully, if one considered this hell hole of a swamp a sunny location. The constant dampness, insects, and mud were really only better than the desert, a location no sane sailor should ever be stranded. His companions, friends really, had taken to treating him as …
Non-Standard Notification
The fifth floor of the newly built apartment complex was not high enough to drown out the sirens of the passing ambulance, likely on its way to the slightly older emergency clinic down the street. The curtains of the balcony drifted lightly on the breeze, the coolness of the evening wafting occasionally towards the bed. …
Spiral of Regret
I’d left the conversation. I couldn’t leave the aircraft, but I'd left the conversation, turning my attention towards the take-off and initial flight maneuvering. The limited AI James, although I wasn’t entirely sure what Titan meant by that and why he was different than Apex, could have handled all of the flight controls, including the …
Revelations: Ruminations and Regrets
I stand in the courtyard, listening to Whitley in her La Amante persona…..make pronouncements She’d always been high strung, and this persona incorporated parts of her commanding presence as a doctor, but there was something different, something crueler maybe. I’d tried to talk to her earlier in the morning, to, well, if I am …
A Letter to the Captain
High Captain, There are many things I wish to say, AB, arrived early this morning, fortunate that our TG found him prior to some Naga that ED discovered nearly simultaneously. I am not sure it was wise to entrust such a novice with such important communications no matter how much he desires to prove …
Revelations: Part I
The flames' height had dropped as they consumed the most flammable of materials in the estate house. If anything, though, the fire grew in heat intensity, especially around the stone stairs to the bolt hole or safe room. I hadn't been able to enter, and Brujeria had been to wounded and in too much pain …
Captain Ketheria Windstar k’Seaforge
Illustration by Soraya Caraca © Last Dreams Creations
Open Wounds
I sit at the back of the little plaza, watching the celebration unfold. They ignore us, for the most part, not overtly hostile, but not.....welcoming either. We are the family of their new high priestess to be, whatever they officially called the position, regardless of the magic, or maybe because of the magic, a tribe …
Evolution
“Ok, then, Lukas, you stay here by the door, help the hostages, and if anyone gets hurt, then you zap 'em. Right, ok? On the count of three.” All that ran through my mind was that I hate violence, this was stupid, we were going to die, damn Barbe is bossy, this is stupid...I should …
Waiting
“I 'ate this fuckin' room.” Five minutes later, “I 'ate this fuckin' room.” I sit next to the bed. Again. I sit and I stare at the unconscious form. Her long purple hair lies tangled about her sleeping form. Of course, its not entirely purple any more, and I guess its a sleeping form now. …
Last Dreams 