Have you ever noticed how a pencil seems to wiggle and bend as you wave it back and forth? That’s what Liz was noticing. Right at the moment, there was a lull in her class, and with nothing else to do, she had taken to waggling her pencil to pass the time. It was amusing, if only ever-so-slightly so. However, even that amusement soon ran out. With a sigh, Liz turned to gaze out the window. Her eyes roved the courtyard. Nothing, nothing, nothing… and then a sudden flash of purple. Li
Liz's Unwanted Feast
By: Smoge16
Favorited: 2 years ago
“We’re
going to kill
this assignment,” Freda said.
“We
better, this has been a heck of a lot of work,” said her lab
partner Geraldine.
The
pair were two of the most impressive students in a world-class school
for scientific prodigies. The standard assignments for students at
the school would have challenged PHDs. The place was, in short, a mad
scientist factory. And this particular assignment was for the science
fair. To put it lightly, a baking soda volcano wasn’t going to cut
it.
F
Quantum Indigestion [REWARD]
By: marloweny
Favorited: 4 years ago
The early evening was warm, the sunlight gradually turning to gold as it splashed peaceful, pastel colours across the distant sky. Crisis glanced up at it, her gaze quietly appreciative, travelling up through the lush canopy of the forest to the vast bright sky beyond. Out here, down on the forest ground, she wouldn’t get the best view of the sunset. Her line of sight was impeded by the trees – not like the spectacular view she had from her home in the Great Tree. But it was nice all
Story 204
By: French_snack
Favorited: 5 years ago
Waiting
for the bus is truly a dull affair. Sure, one could be forgiven for
thinking that waiting at a bus stop bench might mean chance
encounters with strange and unique individuals likewise needing to
traverse across the city, but often than not the bench, like the bus,
would be fairly empty. This suited Alyson just fine. She liked the
feeling of solitude while passer-bys scurried about thier singular
lives, content to enjoy the bench alone. Here she could think, ponder
her life and its direct
Deep Trouble
By: shortprey20
Favorited: 5 years ago