Tag Archives: Humans

Tweeprose: ‘Bite the Bullet’ by A. N. Gretly (For @deghaidiness)

  Bullet in the head.   A middle aged man staggered through the streets of the city that wouldn’t sleep. The moon lurked behind a few layers of thick, dark clouds, watching, judging. It was Creekwell, the city of the damned, … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Almost Everything’ by A. N. Gretly (For @AnanRaafat)

The dizzy streets were calmer now, but the noises and the scars of those who walked them seemed to linger on and on to infinity like ghosts of past failures. The air smelt of raw Creekwell nights, like stains of … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘A Foul Meal for a Foul Soul’ by A. N. Gretly (For @MariamGretly)

He ate people. It wasn’t that much of a big deal, really. Some people were vegetarians, others were vegans, but Christopher Mathers, a fifty year old physician at  St. Martin’s Hospital was a cannibal. It was that simple. The fact that … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘The Division Bell’ by A. N. Gretly (for @SherifMohyeldin)

Arcturus Murray sat down one evening after sniffing some powdered magic mushrooms, with an epiphytical smile on his pale face. The stench was unbearable; a crossed-eyed pilot drooped lazily in the mist of his mind, visions blurred. The world was broken, ruined, … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Who Owes Whom?’ by A. N. Gretly (for @MariemAmer)

…and so, the rat-faced kid hurdled up and down the ragged alleyways of Creekwell City, holding the blood-stained grey suit close to his chest. He giggled cheerily as he maneuvered his way through the packs of ladies who scattered at … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Life After a Dream’ by A. N. Gretly (for @Henduccia)

The gentle sound of violins soothed her rapidly beating heart, but the music seeping from the record player could not sedate her steam-engine mind. Emma-Jane Hartnell was like that, always have been. Whenever she did it, that is if she … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘With Mind Alone’ by A. N. Gretly (for @Khair7)

Marv McMaster pulled the old and cracked wooden chair —one of very few items he owned in this world, and placed it right in front of the open window in his fifth floor apartment. He sat down with a deep … Continue reading

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