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This didn't feel right. They'd wandered in the tunnels for hours and seemed to make no progress. Jerry b marking certain features of the walls and committing them to memory. Five hours later he confirmed what he suspected. They were walking in circles. The three men kept glancing back at him the entire time,…Continue
Added by Milton Davis on May 6, 2013 at 9:00pm — No Comments
Dorothy took her time following Bass and the sheriff. She wanted to be sure Bass was alone when she confronted him. Having Doc Rosa know her secret was enough. If the sheriff knew no telling what he would ask her to do. He wasn't the bravest of men in Nicodemus despite his badge. He owed his success to deputies…Continue
What is the name of the continent on which the story of Meji takes place?
Five years ago this month I began what has become a life changing experience for me. I decided it was time for me to do what I always wanted to do: write. I launched MVmedia so I could write what I wanted to write exactly how I wanted to write it and I haven't looked back since. To say that it has been…Continue
Added by Milton Davis on May 1, 2013 at 8:49am — No Comments
Dorothy stepped aside as she opened the door. The men took off their hats then entered. Rosa met them before they could get close to her patient, wiping her bloody hands on her apron. The sheriff winced at the sight; Bass just shook his head.
"Don't make no sense folks doing each other like that," the…Continue
Dorothy and Rosa undressed the woman then washed her wounds. Rosa went to work immediately, extracting each bullet slowly and carefully. Rosa dropped each bullet into a nearby pan; she stopped with the fourth bullet.
"I need to stop the bleeding," Rosa…Continue
"Children, I need you all to go outside and keep a lookout for Doctor Rosa," she said.
The children ran from the room, some of them with a look of relief on their faces. Dorothy waited until they were…Continue
ContinueGiven away by a grieving warrior woman because her birth was forbidden, Sadatina grows up with her adopted family unaware of her origin. But a series of fateful events finds her alone in the company of lions, fulfilling a calling that will pit her against Karan the 'stone god'…
The dull rumble of the night shift drums broke Jerry's musing. He undressed, placing the disguise back into the box. He put on his mask and leather coveralls then left his apartment. The grim procession to the factory was in full motion by the time his feet touched the cobblestone, hundreds of people…Continue
Added by Milton Davis on April 3, 2013 at 7:00pm — No Comments
It was high summer on the plains, the hot humid days barely bearable, especially in the cramped one room school house of Nicodemus. Dorothy usually held classes in the building, but today the heat was just too much. She put the children in single file then led them to the grove of trees by the river. It wasn't much cooler there, but at least the light wind made the the heat tolerable. Dorothy pulled at her dress collar and absently rubbed the necklace. She didn't mean to wear it, but…
Jerry Dyne waited on the corner of Smith and Copper, patting his bare hand against his thigh. He was foolish to have taken off the gloves, but he hated the coarse linen against his skin. He would pay later with blisters, but he would take that chance. He would take off his mask too, but that would beyond…Continue
Added by Milton Davis on March 17, 2013 at 7:00pm — No Comments
Zeke sauntered up the flower bordered walkway leading to Pierre's porch. The warm spring day was complemented by a gentle breeze which kept the heat at bay. He took off his plantation hat as he approached the door then rapped the silver knocker against the oak door.
The door creaked opened, revealing a petite…Continue
The French airship Chant De La Vie hovered over the simmering sand, its blades stirring a small dust devil below its landing pad. Zeke and Famara hid their faces with fabric from their turbans as they hurried to the terminal. Zeke glanced about at his…Continue
The Pepperdine household radiated with the voices of happy guests. Women and men filled the main room, dancing vigorously to the accordion, banjo and lap drum music bouncing through the house. Upstairs the children tried their best to imitate their parents, cousins, aunts and uncles with varying degrees of success. It…Continue
Added by Milton Davis on March 13, 2013 at 1:52pm — No Comments
Zeke reached the main floor of the castle when the doors broke open. A group of Bavarian militiamen tumbled inside, followed by Helmut Braun in an ill-fitting officer's uniform. The men scrambled into formation then raised their rifles at Zeke. The Freedonian grinned as he raised his…Continue
"This way," Famara said.
The horro stood, then the chatter of an automatic gun filled their ears. Zeke jerked Famara back down. He was too late.
Famara fell onto him bleeding from several places. He looked at his wounds in bewilderment.
"By the ancestors," he…Continue
"Looks like this is where they built that armored man we ran into in London," Zeke whispered.
Zeke, Famara and Annette went deeper into the tunnel. The daylight soon failed them, the way ahead not completely dark but difficult to see clearly. Famara took off his pack then sat it on the damp stone. He rustled about inside then extracted a foot long brass tube and at small crank. He attached the crank…Continue
From the winding canyons of his "Seen A whole Lotta Stuff!" mind, Melvin Carter has unleashed his collection of multi genre stories, in his first anthology, 'Leopard's Moon'. The image of Sumunguru, the hero of the first tale that has given the anthology it's name is pictured here on Wagadu in…Continue
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