Tag: short story
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Quiet Isolation
It had been so long since she’d been on a plane. And years since her last long haul flight. She had forgotten the discomfort of sitting in the same place for so long. But she’d also forgotten the quiet, the isolation. Even sitting next to someone, it was almost a separate experience. They had shared…
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It wasn’t a place.
Her eyes opened and she took a few moments to savour the delicious heaviness in her limbs. She was spent, but in such a good way. She felt the comforting warmth and weight of his arm that he had curled around her and tucked in against her chest. She grazed her lips across his knuckles…
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Eye Contact
He’d been watching her all night, and he thought she’d been watching him too. Their eyes met and it was electric. He felt the pull immediately, and couldn’t tear his gaze away. His friends’ laughter faded away and there was only her. She broke eye contact as she turned to answer someone’s question and he…
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Five: Madness.
I can’t get those memories out of my mind And some kind of madness has started to evolve I tried so hard to let you go But some kind of madness is swallowing me whole. – Muse, Madness She can’t breathe. Her heart is racing, her mind racing even faster. Jittery and full of angst,…
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Four: Enough
When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside. – Rumi. He had left the door open behind him, he knew she wouldn’t be far away. She left it open too, she made sure she was quiet. She didn’t want him knowing she was here already. She had hidden herself in the old rotting orchard,…
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Three: Conflicted.
If this should end in fire, then we should all burn together. Ed Sheeran, I See Fire Just a note – these stories may be a little too dark for some people, so if my last one was too much, it might be best to skip these. … He stared into the fire. The embers…
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Two: Resolve.
Just a note – these stories may be a little too dark for some people, so if my last one was too much, it might be best to skip these. Having said that, I don’t think this one is particularly graphic. … She half smiled, remembering the delicious anticipation just a handful of months ago,…
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One: Darkest Fire.
She was a little afraid to pass by his table again. And if she was being honest with herself, it wasn’t just fear. There was a heat to him. The way his eyes locked on hers before travelling down her body and back up again. That heat rolled over her and collected in places that…
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Early Flight
She was sure she’d forgotten something but she was tired and she just wanted to get moving. She grabbed her keys from the bowl by the door, and with her thumb poised over the light switch, she cast her eye around her apartment, not really seeing it, her mind elsewhere. She dragged her suitcase over…
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Leave the World Behind
“Shall we?”, she asked excitedly, looking over at him. Usually, she preferred to be in control of the car herself, but with him, she loved not driving. It made her feel safe and protected, deliciously female. Her hand rested on his leg, her body turned slightly towards him. He looked over at her, smiling, and…
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We Were Together.
We were together. I forget the rest. -Walt Whitman She lay awake. It was too early for sleep and her body knew that. Betraying her brain. She was bone tired. Turning off the television, she let the remote fall to the floor, thinking she would probably step on it in the morning. As she…
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Story in the Woods
She trudged along behind him, sulking while he whistled his way through the woods. She didn’t want to be here, she hated the outdoors. Let’s spend the day together, he’d said. Of course she’d assumed they would have a long leisurely brunch at her favorite cafe, take a walk through the shopping district so she…
Musings of a Frequent Flying Scientist 