Desolate Stories

???: "To anyone listening who has not been infected, this is a message from the Environmental Logistics & Solutions Enterprise. As you are keenly aware, our dear Earth has seen better days before the Great Desertification. And to make matters even more dire, our own attempt at combating it has turned against us. This planet is beyond our control, and beyond our help. Which is why we have taken to the stars for a fresh new start." "By the time you've received this -- we, among the rest of humanity's remnants, have set a course for the identified exoplanet Si-[**static**] confirmed to support life. As for you and anyone else unfortunate enough to've been left behind, our organization has left a parting gift to help mitigate this global ordeal. And so, we ask that you be well-advised." "If you happen to come across any carrier of the Absolute Zero virus, direct skin contact is to be avoided at all cost. It cannot be treated, and despite our best efforts, there is no known cure. So in terms of safety precautions, long-ranged heat-based weaponry is highly recommended; Flame throwers, explosives, lasers, etc. But keep in mind that they can only slow them down, not kill them outright. The cold from within will not allow that." "Furthermore, hiding from plain sight is not a viable option. They will know where you are. Not by your tracks, but by-[***static***]-atter-[***static***]-verall survival strategy is to stay as far away from the carrier as possible -- and allow our trusted St. Helio units to intervene. Rest assured, they will keep them subdued. And if all goes according to plan, the virus we created will spread no further." "Those of you who remain here have our deepest apologies. As well as our sincerest hope that you may persevere, just as human life has done since the very beginning. Farewell, good luck, and Godspeed. This world rests in your hands now." [*****static*****] Joleen Marzé: "... ... ..."

He has been alone ever since he could remember. Having no purpose or a force driving him, hurt and left behind, his dreams are his salvation.

A hidden cave beneath ancient roots concealed a Viking sword, buried to imprison the darkness bound within it. When unearthed, the blade stirred with a pulse like a heartbeat, whispering echoes of forgotten battles. What was once sealed by earth now lingered above, carrying a curse that promised only madness and death.

We're only as strong as the way we think. What we think, we become. There is no place in a world of constant, fluctuating change for degrading and useless thoughts. Your might could change the course of history.

A skeleton bound within a desert canyon stirs with each storm, its shadow growing longer until the sands release what was never meant to walk free again.

What will life be like 137 years from now? We will still be living on Earth? What kind of people will us humans have become? Is there other life out there??

A developing list/assortment of very short poems.

In the Nazca Desert, ancient mummies silently watch the living as the sands stir with whispers, shifting shadows, and unnatural movements, suggesting the dead are never truly at rest.

In this book, this random book, I will have stuff including updates on projects I have going on, new chapter release dates, and other stuff that hopefully you all can enjoy.

The world is a desolate place. Vary little peace is left and these five elements come together once again to make things right.

A fictional book about the cold war but it takes a quick turn for the worse.

A story about 3 teenagers who find themselves to be the only people alive in the universe after they accidentally tear open time and space after entering a wormhole.

A brief contemporary piece by a beginner. A bit of artistic literature :D Very short, and inspired by a song I listened to a long time ago.

A girl finds herself in a post-apocalyptic world, alone, without memory of who she is and what happened to the world.

And as she looked out at the ruins of her home, she tries to remember it being whole and filled with people. Not broken and empty and desolate...

A man whose very body is a prison attempts to sleep like everyone else for the first time, only for the darkness to claim him as his own unbearable weight becomes the instrument of a final, haunting release.

Two girls explore an abandoned amusement park in New Orleans, only to discover they might not be the only ones there.

When Desolate Degrant is left a book from his wife he has a few questions: Why is it porn? Why is it so forward? Why the hell does it star my son? -------- Informants is a short story written by me in collaboration with Hazelinkwelll. This is my part of the collab although due to issues it has been put on hiatus until an undisclosed time. This is currently all that has been written for my part and hopefully I'll receive a sudden burst of inspiration to finish it sometime soon as it currently stops very abruptly. This story is not porn in itself however it does reference more adult themes and thusly is a PG-13 This takes place in one timeline in the Sentience series. Hence the characters from it. Thank you for reading and please vote/comment! Neoyosh Cover image from: http://blog.bookstellyouwhy.com/download-free-guides-about-rare-book-collecting