An Old Weapon

Concept for this based on an awesome dream I had.


“I have something to show you.”

The old man moved boxes out of his way, dust puffing up around him. Whatever it was, he had kept it well hidden. Or well forgotten.

“It’s an old weapon. We’ve lost the knowledge of how to create it. But it is powerful.”

“More powerful than a gun?” Bernard asked. “Or a lasershot?”

“In the right hands, incredibly dangerous.” The old man held up a large box, setting it on the table.

Bernard opened it, and couldn’t believe his eyes. He’d heard of the weapon, but never seen a sword.

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The Speed of Sound

Short Story: Sci-fi Drama

Jay had never been much of a talker. He had won Carrie’s heart with gentle touches on the hand and shoulder, neck and waist. He had made her dizzy with rare utterances of her beauty and his love, precious because they were so rare. When they married three years ago his vow had been short and sweet – Carrie, you were perfect when I first saw you, and you’re perfect still. I’ll love you forever, because you’ll be perfect forever.

She thought of those words as she heard him bumping around upstairs, just woken up, sleepy and stumbly. She smiled to herself and hummed along to the radio, flipping pancakes and bacon.

When he came into the kitchen he was freshly shaved and smelled of soap. He kissed her on the cheek and she said “How’s pancakes sound?”

“Sounds good to me,” he replied, and shook out the newspaper.

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Carbon: Prologue – Part II

Novel: Sci-fi fantasy

How dare you.” Her voice cracked from terror and indignation. She kept her eyes and the knife trained on Dmitri, but spoke to Hilt. “You come into my house bringing that with you?”

Hilt paid her no attention. “Dmitri?”

Dmitri looked at him and, seeing something in Hilt’s expression, the snarl dropped from his face. The blood seemed to seep into his skin as he took it in, until there was no trace of it left. With a final soft exhale of breath, he was back to normal, once again the same round boyish face half-hidden by dust-colored hair. No indication of what he had just done, was capable of. Continue reading

Carbon: Prologue – Part I

Novel: Sci-fi fantasy

She took Hilt’s wrist in her hand, inspecting the soft brown skin there as if looking for scars…or veins. Her other hand had been at her belt, but she brought it around now. It held a small knife.

Hilt pulled his arm from her grasp, caught her grip on the knife and twisted. She gave a cry as it clattered to the floor.

“What then,” she hissed. “Do you not know our currency?”

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Wow…I didn’t expect to get likes and followers. I started this blog just to show my friends what I was up to in my writing. So I guess I’ll mention that I LOVE critiques. I want to better my writing as best I can, so constructive criticism is always appreciated. And this story sure as hell needs it. I accidentally stuffed in a bunch of politics, all because I wanted to change the beginning so that the story didn’t open with someone waking up in bed. So now I don’t know if any of it makes any sense.

Short story: Sci-fi fantasy.

Gabriel checked around them to make sure no one was near, then leaned in close. “I’ve got something to show you. Tonight, after Carus hits high.”

Orias shook his head. After the second moon reached its apex would be well in the middle of the night, heading towards morning. “Can’t you just show me tomorrow?”

“It has to be tonight.” Gabriel turned to race off down the corridor, shouting behind him “Don’t forget!”

Orias watched him go, realizing that he really didn’t have to worry about it. There was no way Gabriel would wake in the night for anything – it was a chore for anyone just to get him out of bed in the morning. He was briefly disappointed before the notion entered his head that they were better off without whatever Gabriel wanted to show him. If it was anything like Gabriel’s previous adventures, it could never end well. He was just one year younger than Orias; it was time for him to quit causing problems for everyone around him.

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