A strong gust of dry, warm salt-smelling air blows into my face, making my hair flow all over the place. I stand still paying attention to the surf's sound crashing into my ears, mentally moving me before falling down to my heart, resonating deep inside. A few seconds pass before

Usually, I leave my small apartment around six-thirty in the evening when I'm done with work. It's a calm neighborhood with a lot of single-story traditional buildings showing off their facades made of charred wood. Usually, I'm quite hungry by that time, and I proceed by heading directly towards the

You woke up, the summer sun ruthlessly frying you through the window blinds. You slowly open your eyes to find out that the white sheet you were supposed to cover yourself with is a messy waistband. You close your eyes and open them one more time to double-check that it's

He stretched his elbow backward a bit further from the bow, and the tension in the bowstring increased noticeably. A red synthetic string cut deep into his fingers, causing a few micro-fractures to appear on the skin. The archer pulled the bowstring a little bit more and let his grip

"Did you bring it?" said a familiar voice. "We have what you requested," a cold, inhumane voice slowly responded. "Did you deliver on your part of the agreement?" "Sure, I did. Still, I don't understand why you may need this." I slowly peeked around the corner and was shocked by

The guy sitting at the window in a coffee shop on the corner of Church Street and Left Side Street got up from his table to get the order. The pen that he dropped, when standing up, rolled to the edge of the small, wooden square table and stopped there,

I set the spaceship on course to the universe's most delicious edible and maxed out the engines. "Treat of the ages, here I come." I had been waiting for it long enough. "What's up? Are you down for a race?" — The communicator went alive. "It looks like he got the

Mike, the hedgehog, was out late evening looking for food. It was getting dark too fast, almost like someone was playing a trick on him. He was afraid of the darkness. "Darkness is uncertainty; darkness can hide all kinds of threats, like this tiger sitting in the tree — oh, it