Story: The Beheld by Emily Possehl It looked like your average cave. There was a light dusting of moss around the outer edge that gradually faded into nothingness as it traveled farther in. Small tufts of dusky grass grew along the ledges and among the narrow cracks above it, and a single birch tree was attempting to take root in the sandy soil to one side, though it didn’t appear to be having much luck. Rynn placed a hand against the opening, peering in. She glanced at her watch and then shrugged, stepping inside. Maybe this would be the highlight of a dull day. R September 12th, Thursday. Very little to report. School is a drag. I don’t know why I thought college would be any different than high school, but I was drastically wrong. Same people, different faces. Same cynical judgment, different voices behind it. First song that came on the radio today was ‘High School Never Ends.’ The irony, I swear. It’d be poetic if it wasn’t so depressing. Rynn closed her journal, sliding it absently to one side of her desk. She sighed, staring at the pile of textbooks before her and debating where to begin. Checking the time, she pushed her chair back and stood up. A walk would do her some good, and it wasn’t that late yet. Just as she was about to leave, her phone went off, vibrating on her nightstand. She turned around with a hint of frustration, picking it up and glancing at the name. Aspen. She waited a few more seconds, then answered. “Hey, Aspen. What’s up?” “Hey! I was just wondering, what topic did you pick for your paper? I’m at a complete loss for ideas…” “Well it’s not like you can copy mine, but… I’m writing about the debate on genetic engineering.” Silence. “What?” Rynn asked, already knowing the answer. “I don’t know. Isn’t that just a little… controversial?” “I thought that was the point.” Page 57
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