Phoney Bone Novels & Stories

HELEN’S P.O.V. Walking on bone doesn't sound like walking on stone. Stone is solid; it returns the energy of your step. Bone absorbs it. It feels dead, damp, and fundamentally wrong. We ascended the spiraling ramp of the Bone Tower. To my left was a sheer drop of three hundred feet into the burning ruins of the Market District. To my right was the central pillar of the tower a fused, twisted spine the width of a redwood tree, made from thousands of crushed skeletons.

"The inkwell's alive. It bites." "Of course it does." The cabinet was locked with something older than iron. Bone. A femur, carved with teeth-marks, bound across the doors with silver wire. I could feel the Void fragment behind it. Not heat. Not cold. The particular absence of both, like a tooth missing from the world's jaw. "Help me with this." I gripped the bone. "Pull on three." "Mimi-" "One." "This is a bad idea." "Two." "We're going to die."

Teddy pauses for a moment before continuing. "Your bone marrow is spongy tissue that is found inside our bones. Red bone marrow is found in the pelvis, skull, and sternum, while yellow bone marrow is found in the long bones of our legs, such as the femur and humerous." Those are the bones in our arms and legs. The iron bar that fell when you grabbed it accidentally smashed into your leg bones, nearly crushing them. As you can see, the physicians have mentioned this.” Teddy got intimate, stating,

[Ezra] “And at last…” I mumbled, staring at the building that was structured like a giant skull with two hollow eyes acting like the only two windows and a wide open jaw as its entrance. Chiseled into the giant skull’s forehead were words that seemed to leer at passersby— Bone Voyage: Alive skeletons at your service since the first death in the wheel of time. Store open for purchase, rental and installments. Price negotiable for young aspiring healers. The store does not give any guarantee. The skeletons are subject to running away and other risks.

Her skeletal frame clung to it like a specimen on display. A long, horrifying wound ran from her chest all the way down to her lower abdomen. The glass door was smeared with blood. A torn piece of liver and strands of intestine were pressed visibly against it, dripping red. She looked like a living anatomical exhibit. Crack! The sound of bone snapping rang out. Crushed by the zombie tide behind her, her bones warped under the pressure. With a sharp pop, a row of ribs burst through her flesh. Pale bone fragments, still clinging with shredded meat, jammed against the glass. They scraped against it with a sickening squeal.

Haniya went to get the medicine for Brantley. Toby's words immediately confused Mango. Medicine? What happened to him? "Seeing that she was worried, Toby quickly said, ""It's okay. Haniya has been nursing Brantley's body all these while. He's suffering from calcium deficiency recently. That causes his bones to ache especially on his legs and waist. Haniya went to the hospital to get the prescription and she'll be back soon.""" "Hearing Toby's words, Mango didn't feel relax at all."

I replied, my voice dripping in sarcasm. "Let me massage it for you," He said, giving me a soft smile as I felt his palm on my back and began to massage exactly where its hurting, unknowingly sending sparks through my whole 206 bones. Ha, am not even sure if we have 206 bones in our body or more or even less, so don't call me dumb. "Thank GOD!" Ifeanyi exclaimed dramatically. "Atleast I won't hear her hiss every minute". "Idiot." I scowled. "Thank your stars am in pains, if not, trust me I would go back on my promise and kill you".

His charming, middle-aged daughter Mae-Lynne—who had been standing beside him—smiled wryly and said to Severin, "We appreciate your kindness, Mister Severin, but this limp is incredibly difficult to treat. He ventured into a dangerous place to hunt for treasure when he was young and ended up getting poisoned. The poison destroyed the nerves in his right knee, and because it's been so long, even the bone tissue there is now a little necrotic. Many who claim to be miracle doctors could only shake their heads when they saw his situation." After Severin finished listening to the explanation, he smiled and said, "I see. I believe I can try using some silver needles to stimulate the nerve endings.

He showed her by stretching and twisting his body. "Suddenly, my bone made a loud noise like...QUACK! QUACK! Hm, creaking sound, kind of. I thought probably it was the bone slid back into place ... So, right now, I don't feel much pain, hardly. Only bruises. And I don't need painkillers. No pain, no pills. Understood?" He said, tried to make a straight face to confirm his words that he was telling the truth. Stella was wondering which piece of bones made the creaking noise like a duck sound!

He had an intuition that the pain represented a degree of approval and that the bone which made him feel the least pain would be the one that approved of him the most. When he started truly focusing on the pain in his eyes as they shifted from bone to bone, he realised that he did feel different degrees of pain depending on which bone he was looking at. He could also determine that this was not due to the size of the bone or the bones around them. Furthermore, the light coming from the skeleton was uniform except for the brighter skull. As Raider gazed upon bone after bone, he found one to be the least painful to look at, the left radius from the forearm. It lay opposite the other arm in a s