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One at a time he snuffed out the flames, sending trails of gray smoke up into the black velvet sky. Now it seemed as if the handful of flames which remained burned brighter, trying to make up for their brothers and sisters who had fallen into darkness. The young man looked around him and realized everyone had gone home, leaving him alone with his thoughts. It was exactly what he had tried to avoid. He glanced down at the small flames once more, and couldn’t bring himself to extinguish them. They were full of life, dancing in the breeze like…

Her neck was stiff and the ropes burned in her open wounds. She twisted her body in an attempt to loosen her bindings, but to no avail. Everyday of this new life of hers had been like this. She would wake from her nightmares and upon finding herself in hell she would test the ropes. Watching and feeling to find any glimmer of hope, any change in the knots tightness which could aid her in escaping. She found none. She looked around, surveying the room. Nothing was new. Her captor kept the room spotless and free of any object she…

On the summer morning of August the 4th, a small red truck pulled along side the porch of the abandoned Dalton home. It had been over ten years since the trees heard the foreign sounds of an engine but that was all about to change. Lynn stepped from the red Ford truck and gazed at the remains of the small mansion. The shards of glass which remained in the windows reflected the morning rays, while the rest of the window allowed her a glimpse into the darkness beyond. The wooden porch was weathered and dry but didn’t show any visible…

Aiden looked up from the glistening water of Lake Powell to the gun metal gray of the clouds blanketing the sky. He prayed for rain. He longed to feel the droplets on his skin, to feel the sensation of water running in streams over his body. Would the heavens open up and grant him his wish or would he have to wait even longer. It felt like years had passed since he felt the cleansing touch of rain. Wetness kissed his hand, then his shoulder, then his cheek. Aiden closed his eyes and lifted his head toward the sky to…

This story begins like many others, not with an apparent revelation but with confusion and internal conflict. I remember I was seated on a bench just a few yards from a small pond enjoying the gentle spring wind and warm rays of the sun when it all began. My thoughts were drifting from the relaxing view laid out before me to the vivid images of the chaotic night before. One image from that night remains engraved in my memory still to this day. If I try, I can recall scraps of other images but most of them have faded like…

Walk on this side of the line. Never cross, or you may find yourself in a dark alley with no where to go. Its not much to ask, when all things are considered. You gave your life to the cause, now it is time for us to enforce the fine print. It will all be over soon. The years will pass, and your loved ones will take to illnesses. Some will struggle, fighting to survive but in the end the darkness will embrace us all. This position becomes easier with time. You begin to see fewer people worth the effort…

I will tell you how you make me feel every time you ask me. Yet you have never so much as whispered a request. Is it because you wish to keep what we have a secret or is it something else? Possibly you have never asked because you are afraid of what the answer will bring. Thinking in the back of your mind, if it is kept hidden for long enough maybe the feelings will dissipate like the morning dew. If only you knew.