Author: Cyber Wave
The Skitters – Short Story
“They lay their eggs in your mouth at night and when the suckers hatch, they crawl inside your body and eat the juiciest parts of you, your muscle.”
“Stop playin'” the bucktooth man didn’t look like a government scientist to Jay. “You ain’t never lived in Middleton and you ain’t probably never worked in no air force base.”
“I may be shady but I’m not a liar.” Said the man most people called Beggar Bob. The abandoned house was starting to get cold. Jay was starting to get used to the smell but not the smell of moldy milk that Bob gave off. “They eat out your teeth first, probably for calcium, and then go right after your muscles, then your bones.” He smiled his gap tooth grin Read More
Fairy Mother – Digital Art
Esoterica – Short Story
There’s an island floating off the coast of Bloomcester, near the harbor town of Sacred Falls. It’s been there since a few weeks past and the townspeople say it’s full of magic and mystery and that only the most noble and honorable have access to its divine splendor. Almost like a shapely cloud the island in the sky stood motionless high enough above the ocean that only the bottom rock of the mass was visible from underneath. Large canvas balloons were employed to reach the floating island. The noblemen and shamans who traveled there returned changed. To the local residents they appeared to have been transformed into half-animal, half-human. They left as knights, lords, and ladies and returned as gods and goddesses Read More
Woodland Visitors – Digital Art
Those That Hate the Self – Short Story
“I’m ugly. I’m powerless. I’m fat and gross. Everyone who looks at me only sees a worthless slob who has no self-esteem, no self-control, and no self-confidence with a habit of self-destruction and self-deception.” Carol looked at herself in the mirror and repeated the honest facts out loud. Self-actualization was important after all, at least that’s what her therapist told her. “I eat too much. I work out too little. I hate myself and I hate the world for making me feel this way.” She wasn’t supposed to hide her feelings. It was best not to ignore them or else she would internalize it and go insane like all those other fat people who were worthless members of society Read More
Colder When You’re Gone – Digital Art
Monsters of the Metaverse – Short Story
“I’m a bitch and you’re an asshole. There’s no difference between me and you except my gender.” This moron in the blue double-breasted suit was starting to annoy her. “That’s equality for you.”
“Yet you call yourself a business woman, Ms. Quell. Which is it?” Stanley, the mutant blood-sucking, cowardly HR representative was trying her patience.
“Bitch, first. Now get the hell out of my office.” She was gazing at the brainless citizens in the city streets below. Then to the 100-dollar bill in the glass case on her desk Read More
Cosmic – Self Portrait – Digital Art
Castle of Dreams – Short Story
Her mother told her about this place. It was meant to contain the dreams of the Shamuk and their brethren. Long ago the castle stood as a monument of the Shamuk Empire and its might. During the Verdon period the Varians invaded and destroyed most of what remained of the empire, tossing their scriptures and enchanted tomes to the wind. As Talia stood there, in front of the four pillars that represented the seasons, she contemplated how the empire came to ruin.
Her mother would have disapproved of her coming here on her 16th birthday to rid herself of the nightmares that kept her from sleep. She would have preferred that Talia be a good peasant girl and go to the Lawdian mosque near the town square, which to Talia were a bunch of pagan forest worshippers. How could they help her against the evil demons that haunted her? They only knew how to pasteurize farmlands and would often obsess over nature. This time though she would finally rid herself of the demons for good, for the Castle of Shamuk was said to be a gateway between the living world and the world beyond Read More
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