The Shed: A Short Story by Harlinn Draper. Visit Harlinndraper.com George Buckle had lived alone for many years on the outskirts of town,...

Cosmic dust. The fire within me burns, radiating heat through my skin. My body is electric. My eyes are crystallized quartz, seeing everything.

The harnessing of hunger and drive is a brutal affair. It's a fire in your gut, either you have it burning bright or you are cold and dead.