Bridge of Broken Glass

Bridge of Broken Glass

Stories from my mind that won't be quiet

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    • Exile

      Everything was pain and darkness for Angrath as he lay there on the floor, grasping at his neck and struggling for breath. He should be dead and he knew it. His wound, the bite he’d received, had torn away the majority of his neck and then… Angrath struggled to both remember and forget those next…

      February 1, 2021
      Uncategorized
      Betrayal, Curse, Horror, Plague, Short Story, Transformation
    • Valley of Flowers

      Jasper shivered slightly in the cold and cramped cockpit of his submersible. At these depths, the ocean was incredibly cold and water has the incredible ability to just suck heat out of whatever it touches. Even with his heaters running the temperature in the cockpit could barely manage to stay above fifty degrees. Still, the…

      January 29, 2021
      Uncategorized
      Bioluminescence, Deep Blue Violets, Ocean, Secret Garden, Short Story, Submersible
    • The Last Night

      Sunrise was still hours away and the dark gray light from the waxing moon poured in through the window and pooled around the small chessboard on the table. Kaysee sat there, staring at the pieces and occasionally making a move, first for one side, then the other. Her pajamas were rumpled and the bed behind…

      January 25, 2021
      Uncategorized
      Short Story, Space
    • The First Step

      They say that the first step is always the hardest, but which step is the first step? Surely there were other steps leading up to that metaphorical first step. In some instances there could be several supposed first steps, depending on the point of view. Kera was, in her own estimation, too philosophical for her…

      January 22, 2021
      Uncategorized
      LEaving home, Short Story
    • Passing On The Stairs

      Night had fallen hours ago and the darkness of a moonless night was well established as Sacha climbed the narrow spiral stairs. The walls on either side were thick and made up of a combination of stone and brick, as were the stairs, and all of it was centuries old. He kept his right hand…

      January 18, 2021
      Uncategorized
      Family relationships, Gargoyles, Nightwatch, Short Story, Stairs, Talking to statues
    • Glittering Diamonds

      Look at all the stars In their sea of velvet black Glittering diamonds It was late and cold. The hum of old and over worked computers droned through the sporadic tick tack of keyboard typing while cheap florescent fixtures cast their slightly green light over everything. This was not the most comfortable workplace Corvus had…

      January 11, 2021
      Uncategorized
      Astronomy, Galaxies, Rapid Expansion, Short Story, Stars
    • Tapping

      …tap… Carol paused mid step in her kitchen and listened. She’d been about to get a drink when she’d heard it. Or at least, she thought she’d heard something. As she strained her ears, trying to stand as still and quietly as possible, she found herself hoping to be both right and wrong when it…

      January 8, 2021
      Uncategorized
      Auditory hallucinations, Dice games, New roommates, Short Story
    • Some Limericks

      I fell down a hole over yonder And on landing I could not but wonder At how I had found So expertly the ground When most times I miss and I flounder My dream from last night was quite odd You see, it involved a white Cod Who got up to dance Wearing frilled underpants…

      January 4, 2021
      Uncategorized
      Poetry
    • Unsung Chapter 17

      A Hero may stay at any guildhall while recovering from injuries sustained in the course of their duty but must pay for any and all services received while there. Hero’s Guild Book of Rules Rule # 12 The road was rough and uneven, just as it had always been every other time Feral had traveled…

      January 1, 2021
      Unsung
      Hero, Quest complete
    • Haiku

      Quiet peaceful life Everyone’s hope for next year Only time will tell Leaves upon the tree Cling so tightly through winter Your time is far gone Why do we do this Tiny creatures that we love Who is the keeper Holidays go by Perhaps we are alone now Brief separation

      December 28, 2020
      Uncategorized
      Poetry
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