Storygram #193
She was old enough to know that her parents didn’t want her on the shore alone…
Storygram #191
His father always gave him the same answer about the pipes, but it always made his curiosity stronger than ever. As they passed the pipe, a light suddenly poured out of it. “Dad, look! Look!”
Storygram #183
Nothing was going through his mind. The fear was too big for there to be any thoughts. He could only focus on the panic fueled action of running from what was sure to be the beating of a lifetime, far worse than the bruises and black eye a month ago.
Storygram #153
The colonies have an agreement to provide rest, food, and shelter to the engineers, especially because of the danger their work can have. Groups of outcasts roam the continent and often attempt to hijack the trains to steal supplies. I am one such outcast.
Storygram #150
It was said that the tree had endured such a traumatic event that it had shed its own branches in its grief, just as a person might tear his own clothes. But no one had even a guess as to what could make a tree so sorrowful.