About a mile south of Horatio's house was the Thames River. Accompanied by Thaddeus and Ferris, he walked to the river and then turned west. Walking along its banks, he passed under the London Bridge and quickly came to a part of town that was worn down, but still bustling with activity. The streets were lined with ragged looking merchants selling all manner of items, and various craftsmen occupied the street-facing workshops. There were makers of horseshoes, tables, guns, wagon wheels, and of course, bullets.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
I Kill Giants.
"Time travel?" asked 19 skeptically. "Are you serious?"
"What part of this seems like a joke to you?" 21 retorted. "This is real."
"What part of this seems like a joke to you?" 21 retorted. "This is real."
Labels:
Science Fiction,
Short Story,
Time Travel
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Think of a green. Six-sided. Sun.
The Future:
"Alright, here's what we know." 21 pulled out a map and unrolled it across the table. The top of it was labelled "New York City" in bold print. "One month ago, the Trinity were moved into a safe house near the Towers of America. This was an hour after the 'terrorist' attack on the Law & Order Building in Boston."
"Alright, here's what we know." 21 pulled out a map and unrolled it across the table. The top of it was labelled "New York City" in bold print. "One month ago, the Trinity were moved into a safe house near the Towers of America. This was an hour after the 'terrorist' attack on the Law & Order Building in Boston."
Labels:
Science Fiction,
Short Story,
Time Travel
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