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Like Paper: Chapter 31
To say that my time with Captain Whorl was uncomfortable would be an understatement. Going back over everything that had happened was unpleasant, to say the least, but it did feel good to talk it out, to cry a bit, and have someone else say out loud that what I’d experienced was awful. We talked…
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Like Paper: Chapter 30
A week with my dad was not enough time. I wanted months with him. When it was time for him to go I ugly cried for an hour straight and only let him go when I was ordered to stop hugging him and let him get on the plane. I think I might have cracked…
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Like Paper: Chapter 29
My private room was ready within a few minutes of my getting back to the barrack. I was escorted to the second floor of the building, a few privates carrying my footlocker behind us, and shown into a room not much larger than a walk-in closet. It had a bed, a nightstand with a phone…
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Like Paper: Chapter 28
I lay in my cot, blankets pulled over my head and my eyes closed shut. The darkness was all I wanted to see and yet I kept seeing what I’d done to the others. Was this really what I wanted to be doing with my life? I was no soldier. I needed to get back…
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Like Paper: Chapter 27
I wiped away a trail of blood that was coming down from my split lip. My body ached from the dozen or so bruises I had and my clothes were torn in several places. All that said, I’d won. The healers were just arriving and began healing the fliers. I winced as I noted the…
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Like Paper: Chapter 26
The training for the Protection Forces was more intense than I’d been lead to believe. It was still only a third of the day but by the end of it I was always exhausted. Every super had their training tailored somewhat to their abilities so mine were, quite naturally, primarily about strength and endurance. Running…
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Winter Break
I’m taking the rest of this month off from posting since I have a lot of things going on and it will be too difficult to maintain my regular posting schedule. So “Like Paper” will be back in the new year.
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Like Paper: Chapter 25
Director March’s office was smaller than I expected it to be. There was room for her desk, a couple of bookshelves along one wall, and a few chairs. It was maybe fifteen feet square with no pictures of family or art besides one large print of George Washington that hung on the wall facing the…
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Like Paper: Chapter 24
“Welcome back,” the familiar accented voice said as I entered the large testing bunker. “Good to hear you, Henri,” I replied. It had been a few days and classes were finally getting started again, though the classes were incredibly small and a number of the elective classes were cut since there weren’t currently enough students…
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Like Paper: Chapter 23
By the time I awoke, our reinforcements had arrived. I was both surprised and relieved to see Director March coordinating with Harding and Kira as pallets of food stuffs were carted in from outside. Clearly, the healer they’d brought had been able to revive the dead. “Misha,” Harding called out as his eyes turned to…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
Bridge of Broken Glass 