Tag: sirens
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Alaska’s Qalupalik
Anyone who loves Greek stories remembers the classic ‘Odyssey.’ Well, I do, anyway. I remember the part where Ulysses has his men plug their ears. Plugging their ears kept them from hearing the sirens – sirens that used their beautiful voices to cause ships to crash on nearby rocks. Sirens and Mermaids are so similar ... -
Car Ride Home
Meet Andrei here. Read about his first day | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Date Gone Wrong Her head felt like lead, and every that made everything hurt. A seat belt held her in place as she pulled her head up. It flopped right back down, and she groaned from the effort. “You should relax or go back to ... -
Angel Maker – Part 6
It took everything Michael had not to hack and gasp at the feeling of his lungs burning for fresh air. Isabel didn’t wait for a response, slithering instead to the pallet in the other room. She felt along the walls, her claws leaving gouges and chips in the stone. Michael followed her progress until she ... -
Angel Maker – Part Five
“You really are a stubborn one, aren’t you?” Michael looked up, his face swollen and tight from the sobfest. He was hollowed out, unable to summon shock at a voice in the silence, or shame at being caught with red eyes and snot dripping down his chin. Korri was in front of him again, in ... -
Angel Maker – Part Four
Michael’s first day in the “Forgotten Place,” as he’d taken to calling it, was uneventful. After Korri vanished on him, he’d spent the rest of his daylight wandering between and above the unnecessarily large trees, alternately swearing a blue streak at Korri or himself for being an idiot and following her. “And you just got ... -
Angel Maker – Part Three
Michael woke up in a place that really shouldn’t ever have existed. It looked like a graveyard of forgotten things. Clocks and watches hung in the air like a Dali painting, beside them floated spheres of every size and shade, the orbs looking frosty and opalescent as they bobbed around. Among them were several keys: ...