Looking for Someplace Better

A suicidal Thomas Scanlen scrapes a bit more rock from the initials he works into the soft moss covered stone. Next to his giant T.S. is an ancient bit of writing that could be Latin and next to it a bit of Celt.

Satisfied he turns and faces the roar of water behind him. They say it goes down forever, that there is no bottom, that time stops inside the vortices of cold grey water. None who have jumped in have ever come back, no clues, only rumors of a different place.

With nothing left Thomas dives in.

Immediately he is forced into a fast moving swirl of water, his lungs burn for air and death reaches out a cold skeletal hand to pull him into the abyss.

With the last possible moment of life remaining he flies through a surface of barren rock and lands with a painful plop.

He turns over and sees a million rocky chunks in place of a moon dotting an upper atmosphere on fire.

Different? yes. Better? No.






Author: Bryan Aiello

I call NYC home and wish the subway went everywhere and Times Square didn't suck. I saw John Turturro once. Maybe it was him. He was wearing a yellow shirt and smiled at me like he knew I knew. I am an Army vet who writes. I like characters who want more then they deserve. I like genre fiction. I love space. I love paladins. One day I might write a paladin in space story. Just you wait. The university of South Florida spit me out with a degree in creative writing and I find myself questioning the sanity of going to a school that advertises a fake beach on its brochure ever since. I intuit grammar. I Got married in 2012 We had twins in 2015. I do a lot of cooking and dog walking and ranting about the unfairness of sentience. You can follow me on Twitter: @bryaiello Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/BryanAiello My Subreddit: https://www.reddit.com/r/Voyage_of_Roadkill/ My Reddit profile: https://www.reddit.com/user/Voyage_of_Roadkill/ Like my work? Become a patron at: https://www.patreon.com/BryanAiello

5 thoughts on “Looking for Someplace Better”

  1. that time stops inside the vortices of cold grey water – this was a powerful line Bryan. It reminds me of near death experiences, people coming back with a deeper spiritual understanding of live and purpose. I really enjoyed the flow of your story. – Gina

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