On a hot summer night, Billy Jean sat at the window, waiting for the stars to fall. And fall they did as hundreds of little scarlet streaks illuminated the night sky. One of the stars fell in his backyard. It was big, round, and grey. It looked like a stone, like an egg. A giant … Continue reading Grey Rocks
Author: elfenomeno
The Great Lucha
Masks and capes and fancy flashy outfits. People running faster than the wind, people lifting cars in the streets, people bending spoons with their mind alone - the age of heroes. But bloody tears started to show themselves on The Great Lucha's mask. They weren't real tears, no, the painted-on tears, on the mask. The … Continue reading The Great Lucha
The Conquering
Rumour had it that the Colhasses liked virtual reality. They were good at it. And that was their curse for they spent their days within those worlds. Large glass coffins filled with a watery green liquid sustained their bodies. Their brains were jacked up to a supercomputer that handled all the virtual realities. Every five … Continue reading The Conquering
Danger sense
"Isn't that some food," Bob said while chewing his steak. "I told you, it's the best steakhouse in the area," I replied. Bob ate his food in silence for some time. "So you've decided, huh?" Bob said. "Yes," I said and cut a piece from my steak. "Nothing personal, though." "Yes, yes, I understand. Business … Continue reading Danger sense
The Six Moons
I saw them from the spaceship on the way over, six equal-sized moons, which orbited around the planet. They had kidnapped me. They had caught me unawares. I was taken hostage while I slept. Had I been awake, I would've ripped their heads off. "You're the prey. We will hunt you," they said. "Tomorrow, you … Continue reading The Six Moons
Bistamonte
Bistamonte knew he was going to die. He knew age had caught up with him. But before dying, there was something that he wanted to do. He wanted to see his parents alive. They had died years ago, in front of Bistamonte's very eyes. The sight of his parents running around in flames while their … Continue reading Bistamonte
The Perfect Shot
"The perfect shot," Shawn said, "leaves people breathless." "Yes. I agree. There's something so beautiful about it," Ray replied. They were at the bar, seated on barstools, whiskey sours in front of them. Shawn was the taller of the two and was dressed in a black tee and black jeans. Ray was more casual, he … Continue reading The Perfect Shot
Lifetime Warranty?
There was a break-in at my house. My computer was stolen. I had informed the police and they were on their way. I was surveying the house, trying to figure out what else was stolen when a tall blonde man in a black suit entered through my broken door. "Mr Hastings?" he asked. I replied … Continue reading Lifetime Warranty?
(Dis)Honoring the traditions
The Demon King slept on his grand throne. It wasn't kingly behaviour to do so, not for humans, but for demons, it was fairly appropriate. He awoke when the faint hum of human voices reached him. The smell of their tender flesh making him salivate. "Who is it that knocks?" he asked the crystal ball … Continue reading (Dis)Honoring the traditions
The Shadow-Lurker
Lurking in my shadow, it follows me. A black thing, amorphous, and ghastly. Having such a thing follow you, one might think, isn't ideal. But it is. The shadow-lurker has always protected me. It caught me in a wide net of shadows when I fell from the roof of my house. It spooked the mad … Continue reading The Shadow-Lurker
