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June 21, 2007

Thursday

While you were away, something happened.

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I remember what changed it all. When you were called at midnight by hollow cries. You rushing toward them and pushing me in a safe place. I can recall the groans you made for the afflictions on your mangled body. Me, constantly trying to open the door.
When you returned with only a gasp of breath and agony written on your body. It already happened, the years that had passed, the deed done. Caring was foolish now.
And when your time came I couldn’t hold back, not you. The Masked Wonder kissed the cold skin and cried only laughter.

Posted by: Vashti at June 21, 2007 3:50 PM · Permalink

The Title was Foolish Cold Skin . I was unsure if it would be added to the 100 words.

Posted by: Vashti at June 21, 2007 4:04 PM · Permalink

Love
Love is what brings us back
Faith
Faith is what allows us to go forward
Faith in a god, mysterious, surprising, or
Faith in a god well defined, understood
Who do I seek in my quietest moments
What do I incessantly seek, what god comforts and saves me

Love of life, wife, family, ultimately – self
calls me back
Trust in a discovery of a mysterious god calls
me forward
A god who simply waits or a family who writhes in worry

I must go back
I must

Paddles to my chest, the bark of “Clear!” the mystery must wait

Posted by: kipp at June 21, 2007 4:37 PM · Permalink

The official ruling is that titles do not count toward your word total. We might make an exception if you cheat and make the title the first line of dialog or something. But it's not like we'll delete your story as punishment.

We'll probably just deride you.

Posted by: David at June 21, 2007 7:36 PM · Permalink

“Welcome back Tru.” Medical officer Io trilled nervously, as Tru awoke from deep stasis. “While you were in stasis. something happened.” Io blurted.
“ Mind yourself Medic.” Kerrin glared. “Not now.”
“Captain?” Tru looked at the medic, the last thing he remembered was the explosion in the cargo bay. “The cargo?”
“The Cargo is fine.”
“Then what is it? Captain?”
Kerrin sighed, his gaze slid to the view port, Tru‘s eyes followed. The Hawking II was orbiting a moon.
“it’s a moon.”
“No not a moon.. THE moon.”
“The moon.… but.. Earth?” Tru stammered.
“Exactly.”
“Its not there.”
“No its not.”

Posted by: Meridian Ariel at June 22, 2007 4:14 AM · Permalink