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Bridge of Broken Glass

Stories from my mind that won't be quiet

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    • Day One…Again

      AJ’s eyes were shut. He kept his breathing calm and measured and even managed to prevent his heart from racing. First day on a new job was something he was intimately familiar with. Far more familiar than he would have liked. And yet he still struggled with his nerves. Maybe this job would be the…

      February 15, 2021
      Short Story
      Finished Early, Maintenance, Nervous, New Job
    • Searching Part 1

      The room smelled stale and it was clear no one had been in here for a while. Detective Stevens waited a few moments until her skin stopped buzzing, feeling as though an electric charge in the air were dissipating. Her stomach turned and she wavered on the spot until the nausea ended. Then she made…

      February 12, 2021
      Short Story
      Abandoned building, Investigate, Time Travel, Trap
    • Raining Promises

      Koroas listened calmly to the myriad of prayers and supplications that came to her each day. Being a deity was not exactly difficult. She had her duties and responsibilities to perform, her limitations and boundaries to stay within, and generally didn’t have any issues with the other deities. She was fortunate in that last regard.…

      February 8, 2021
      Short Story
      Afterlife, Death, Deity of Nature, Mistakes, Pantheon, Pestilence, Regret, Responsibility, War
    • The Void Thirsts

      The Void thirsts, the man heard in his mind as he entered his truck to go to work. The Void thirsts, the woman heard as she reviewed her notes for the presentation she was about to give. The Void thirsts, the child heard as she swung back and forth on the playground swings. None of…

      February 5, 2021
      Short Story
      Cats, Dark Places, Life and Death, Transitions
    • 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
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