Tag: #shortstory#1
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Celeste Post-Apocalyptia, pt 8
Celeste woke startled by the rising water. Gathering her meager possessions and gripping her beautiful jar of firefly friends tightly she carefully climbed the ladder up to the manhole cover, all the while water flowing down upon her through it. “Sure glad we didn’t drown!”, Celeste exclaimed as she struggled to move the manhole cover…
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Celeste Post-Apocalyptia pt 7 Remembering the Books
As Celeste sat in her new home listening to the soft rhythmic fall of the rain on the manhole cover she thought of that old damp basement from her childhood and regretted not running away sooner. “I should have been braver!”, she thought to herself. But, looking around and thinking back over her journey, could…
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Celeste Disappears ~ pt #1 ~ A Shiver Escapes Her
She huddles under her worn blanket in the dark under the bridge bewildered at her plight as the snow falls gently. The opportunity to finally sit back and watch the snow is amazing but she must stay aware. She can hear the muffled laughter of the drunks further down the street and hopes she will remain unnoticed…
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Celeste Post-Apocalyptia ~ A Tunnel and a Fire pt 5
As Celeste and Allen parked off the road under some low hanging trees the moon rose and the breeze picked up, the scent of iris eerily wafting past. A light rain began falling, intensifying the aroma of the iris. The moon glow over the old haunted caverns seen through the droplets was wonderful yet eerie…
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Celeste Post-Apocalyptia, pt 4
Celeste looked around her new home and thought back to her apartment and all the future had seemed to hold for she and Allen. She had dreamed of a long life together.. and then … That day they had headed off and done the shopping for her new apartment. They’d headed first to the local…
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Celeste Post-Apocalyptia, pt 3
Sitting cozily in her new home Celeste remembered the tales of the day the landslides began and Princess Serenity found the other world. That was the day fiction became fact and it somehow all lined up perfectly! For a while after the radiation Celeste simply stayed in the tunnels under the city. She had been…
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Celeste Post-Apocalyptia
As the radiation fell the sky stayed a myriad of rainbow hues. From most people’s viewpoint it was a fantastic and beautiful event.. until it’s effects were known. It was funny, funny-strange, how some animals seemed to be completely unaffected by the fallout. Everyone had been told there would be no radiation from an EMP,…
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🧐Alone Post-Apocolypse 🌳
Celeste Trudeau thought about the handsome man she’d met during the first pandemic. He was sweet at first and quite knowledgeable about survival, but his attitude towards her past was a dealbreaker. One evening, as they sat quietly watching over their hiding place and the group they’d joined, she shared with him about the nurses at the…
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Post-Apocalyptia
“Country comfort” was a phrase her Grandpa had used often but, as the owl flew low overhead hooting eerily like a man in black hauntingly decrying wrongs she shivered and longed for Grandma’s strawberry-rhubarb pie and sweet tea. Grandma had a talent for cooking surpassed by no one! As she walked along under cover of…
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pt.#37~ Time to Pray
Allen and Celeste headed back inside and up to her new apartment to look around again. The value Celeste placed on this new home was immeasurable. With all she had been through over the years she’d learned way too much about strange places to sleep. To be securely in her own private apartment tucked into…
What if We all Cared? 