WWW #26 – “Postponing”- Text #1

Hold please

by Garry Vakarian

Lately, weird thoughts have been racing through my mind, things I’ve never really been bothered to care about. Up until now.

For a few weeks, I’ve been feeling different, evolving. My inner and outer shell is mutating and I can sense it. However this change is starting to creep me out the more I notice it.

Is my being becoming a better version of me or a hopeless attempt to fit into a new society?

Thinking about that mutagen running inside me questions everything I’ve known so far about myself. It motivates me to be better, proud of myself and accidentally opens up new ventures. The more I get accustomed to it, the more alien I feel. Adjusting to something that’s new is one thing, but when it creates new rifts and paradigms inside you, how do you respond to it?

WWW #23 – Disappointed – Text #1

Roller-Coaster

by Hailie Andersen

She sighed at the sight of him. He tried to grab her hand. She dodged his attempt and pulled away. He had betrayed her.

She never asked him to be perfect. Not even kind. All she wanted from him was honesty. Knowing he would never lie to her face.

Even that he could not hold up to. He had lied – over the stupidest thing too. She could not begin to understand why. When she had asked…

Not only had he sunk further into his tangled web of fibs, he had accused her of doing the same. How did he dare pin it back on her? – Dumbstruck.

She stood there for a moment. A few feet away. She could still hear his voice spinning more lies to try and fix his mess. She could feel the pain in his voice…

…Read the despair in his eyes. The disappointment in hers spoke louder than words. She had trusted him. She did not anymore. There was no way back from that. 

WWW#21 – Protection – Texte #3

Les masques

Texte original par françois1986

Léonard était quelqu’un qui avait peur. Peur de l’inconnu, peur de la réaction des gens, peur de décevoir, peur de blesser, peur, peur, peur !

Et puis au fur et à mesure Léonard s’était façonné des masques. Ce n’était pas des masques d’argile ou de plâtre. Léonard ne donnait pas de nom à ses masques mais on peut dire que c’étaient des masques d’émotions.

Car au début Léonard montrait tout. C’était un livre ouvert. Il n’y avait aucune protection. Et puis Léonard s’est mis à vivre des choses. Des choses qui l’ont bouleversé. Bien sûr les Autres lui disaient c’est la vie, c’est rien, c’est comme ça. Mais pour Léonard c’était le pire qui puisse lui arriver.

Featured Challenge #9 – Our Planet’s Future – Texte #1

Le revers

Texte original par francois1986

Karkant regardait ses graphiques quand Lorka entra dans la pièce.

-Alors Kark, qu’as-tu découvert sur cette planète ?

-A en juger par les analyses, elle est habitée d’êtres intelligents. Cependant les analyses préconisent également un code Torrol.

-Un code Torrol ? Tu en es sûr ? Le dernier date de cent mille ans, quand nous avons détruit la civilisation télémonienne. Et il a été utilisé car les télémoniens prévoyaient de détruire la moitié de notre peuple et d’asservir le reste. Sans ça, il n’est pas utilisé, c’est pour ça que le simple fait qu’il soit préconisé me paraît étrange.

Featured Challenge #8 – Gender Barriers – Text #2

Two Lost Souls

By Vinnie Dime

 

Two lost souls

Sitting next to each other

Wondering if they are

Made for one another

“He’s got to make a move

This is how it works

He’ll do something

If he really likes me”

WWW #18 – Forgive Me – Text #2

Instead of You

by B. 

 

Always there for one another.

Born a day apart from each other,

A thousand steps. A block away.

A bond stronger than anyone can say.

 

We were nothing alike. Yet, when we were together,

We were two peas in a pod. At six, we pinky swore

We’d have each other’s back. No matter what.

Life went on, and thirty years later.

WWW # 16 – Partners in Crime – Text #3

Letter to the Sheriff

By B.

 

People think we are just wicked and mean,

But we are desperate.

We have never seen anything come our way.

 

People think we are lazy and we cannot shoulder hard work,

Nor long cold hours staring at a moving screen.

Clearly they have never planned a coup.

 

I have been sitting by this house for days,

Trying to establish a pattern, a routine of some kind,

But there is nothing predictable about these guys.

 

I feel like I am wasting my time.

This short will never happen. We are lacking data,

And manpower to make sure it is safe.

 

There is always a risk. The key is to minimize it.

The best guys in the business

Hell, the best in history are born planners.

WWW#13 – Borrowed – Text #2 (English version)

Pour lire la version originale de ce texte en français, cliquez ici.

Those of Another

Written and translated by Ninefifteen

(Him.)

The only thing I can say is that this room is really small, bare, with white walls. The only piece of furniture lying around is a stiff bench where I do everything – sleep, eat… think.

There is a glass door – it is always locked – and behind it, a bare white corridor. My thoughts – or what is left of them – have nothing to hang on to, and there is nothing to give me a clue to understand my situation.

I was barely conscious the first time I entered this room. I had no reaction and didn’t understand anything about what was happening. I couldn’t resist the people surrounding me, taking me here and there, as they pleased. Then I slowly emerged from drowsiness and realized I knew nothing. Nothing about my surroundings. Nothing about the people I had caught a glimpse of earlier. And worse, I knew nothing about myself. I had an awful headache.

WWW #13 – Never say never – Text #1

Vous pouvez lire ce qui précède ici : WWW#4 – Spéciale Saint Valentin – Texte #4

“Je te reçois comme épouse…”

Texte original par Ninefifteen

Plusieurs mois s’étaient écoulés depuis la folle initiative de Margot au cours du vol en deltaplane. Et plus le mariage approchait, moins Margot se sentait à l’aise. Comme si elle perdait pied, petit à petit, imperceptiblement.

A choisir, Margot aurait voulu expédier au plus vite la cérémonie — cette simple signature de papiers — et partir aussitôt en voyage de noces. Seule avec Claire, en toute intimité. Faire le tour du monde en voilier, juste toutes les deux.

WWW #14 – Never Say Never – Text #2

Momentary Certainty

by B.

 

Even if you mean it,

It doesn’t mean anything.

Never, always, forever

Whatsoever

cannot be taken for granted.

Beware

Of their implication.

 

Your word should be a serious engagement.

You should only voice promises you can live up to.

 

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First published on Diary of a Soul Writer

 

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