Who says I don’t have a romantic side? Enjoy this week’s short. You can find the pdf version here.
A Vampire Love Story by Adam Casalino
They stood in a circle of moonlight in a small forest clearing. The trees surrounded them like silent sentinels, guardians of this one precious moment. He was tall and pale of skin. The glowing moon shined in his eyes. She stood, shivering in his arms—not because she was cold—but because being close to him was almost too much for her to bear.
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Here’s another science fiction story for ya! Go get the pdf version (for all you Kindle types!).
Never Trust a Train Ride
I begrudgingly stepped into the subway car. It smelled—bad. A homeless person had spent the night on one of the benches. Most of the idiots in the car stayed at the other end. The train lurched forward and I grabbed onto the bar so I wouldn’t fall.
After and eternity of counting stops we neared mine. First stop in Manhattan was Wall Street, then Fulton. In the few seconds between Fulton Street and Park Place something happened. I couldn’t tell—nobody could. We were underground. The thunderous booms sounded no different than the usual hysteria of the subway tunnels. Park Place. I got off, hauling my too-heavy bag over my shoulder.
It was early. Only one other person followed me up the escalator and to the station. The MTA attendant wasn’t in the booth—that was normal, I never knew where they were. As I rounded the corner leading to the stairs, I noted the unusual amount of daylight streaming into the corridor. It was as if the Sun was shining directly into the stairwell. The guy behind me groaned and passed me as I hesitated. It was that one-second pause that saved my life.
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Short Thursdays is back! This week is another science fiction tale.
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The House with Two Sands
by Adam Casalino
The craft touched down on pale soil. It sunk a little in the uncertain ground. They powered down and two me stepped out. Through their oxygen masks they looked out at their new surroundings. Slowly they took their first steps toward the alien settlement.
Jefferson, the captain, approached the first structure. In many ways it was like a house on earth. As they explored the town the men were amazed to discover how much it resembled their home. Except they were 15 light-years from the Solar System—and the planet was completely empty.
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This week’s short story is “Once,” a fantasy fairy tale. One a side note, I have decided to nix offering the stories in epub in exchange for pdf. Epub just didn’t work out for now.
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“Once” by Adam Casalino
Once upon a time there lived a boy named Andrew. He lived on the outskirts of a small village with his mother and father. His father was a woodsman and spent each day providing for his family from the spoils of the forest. His mother stayed at home and put the care and nurture a family needs into their daily lives. Andrew spent his days exploring the rolling hills and green fields that were plentiful around his house. It was a happy life, the only life the boy knew.
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This week’s short story is the thrilling conclusion to “Beyond the White Stars.”
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“Beyond the White Stars, Part 3” by Adam Casalino
The deafening silence was first broken by the sound of pinging metal. Small particles were pelting the cruiser. Henry was still in utter darkness. After a few minutes he let get go of his gun and tried the ship’s computer. It came to life. He had no control over the engines, but he was able to activate the navigation maps. The captain stared at the maps in confusion. He was outside known space.
Henry shook his head and closed the console. A light outside the ship appeared. It was a small circle of white that grew slowly, illuminating the entire chamber. He was in a great warehouse-sized room. The walls were of a smooth, dark metal. Shelving lined them and were filled with unfamiliar-looking machinery. Some of this moved off the shelves unassisted, and circled the cruiser. Henry assumed they were scanning him for some purpose.
A current of air that had been encircling the ship ceased. For the first time he realized he was floating in the center of the chamber. Slowly the cruiser began to move. It descended and came to rest on a small platform. The hatch opened and Henry tightened his oxygen mask.
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