The Wall Novels & Stories

"We're almost home." The vehicle lurched again and I had to close my eyes to keep from vomiting. When I opened them, Garrett was pointing out the window. "See? There it is." I followed his gaze and felt my stomach drop. The wall stretched as far as I could see in both directions. Fifty feet high, maybe sixty, made of black stone that seemed to absorb the sunlight. It looked like something from a nightmare—massive, ancient, built to keep things out. Or keep things in.

He brought four burly guys in tank tops, carrying sledgehammers and jackhammers. He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth as he squinted at the load-bearing wall. He reached out and knocked on it, producing a dull echo. He said, "This wall? It's a shear wall, packed with rebar, a real tough one." He blew a smoke ring and flicked his ash directly onto the floor. "That's going to cost extra." Tom's mind was already filled with images of a panoramic floor-to-ceiling window, so he waved his hand grandly.

"The old Guardians believed strength came from secrecy." She looked toward the bustling training grounds. "The new Guardians understand that strength grows when knowledge is shared." Nova nodded thoughtfully. "I like that." Elara smiled faintly. "I had a feeling you would." As they continued walking, they passed a large marble wall where hundreds of names had already been engraved. Nova stopped. "What is this?" "The Wall of Remembrance." Elara's voice became quieter. "Every known victim of the Shadow War." Nova slowly traced one of the names with her fingertips.

“Have something to eat. We haven’t seen you in so long. Let’s have a cordial visit, yes? Don’t you want to hear about our travels?” She was trying to avoid the question. Which made me even more suspicious. I pressed my lips together and pushed the scone back her way. “No, Mother,” I quipped. “I don’t want to hear about your travels. I want to know why the border wall is up.” Not only was I annoyed that the wall was up, but the erection of the wall posed several problems for me. First of all, because the wall was composed of ancient, magical energy, it interfered with our cell phones. This meant I

In its place stood a monolithic, twenty-foot-high wall of reinforced concrete, stretching endlessly into the tree line. Atop the wall, black coils of razor wire and humming electrical mesh gleamed like a crown of thorns. At the center of the wall stood the main gate—a massive, terrifying slab of solid steel that looked like it belonged to a nuclear bunker. It wasn't a house. It was an iron tomb.

He stared at me for a long, tense moment. Then, with a heavy sigh that sounded like a gravel crusher, he unrolled the blueprints. His brow furrowed. "What is this?" he grunted, tracing a thick black line on the schematic. "That’s a twelve-foot-high reinforced concrete wall," I explained, leaning forward. "Embedded with silver-laced rebar. Topped with electrified razor wire. It encompasses the entire southern valley of the Deadlands, with a secondary inner perimeter of anti-vehicle steel bollards.

The voices gradually became clearer, although Elena couldn’t understand the words. Then she heard someone crying. Her chest tightened. They reached a concrete wall that didn’t appear on the original plans. Micah examined it carefully. “New construction.” Ryan ran his hand along one side. “Door.” It had been designed to disappear into the wall. Gail moved forward before anyone touched it. “Warded.” Elena stepped beside her. “Can you open it?” “Probably.” “Probably?” Gail glanced at her. “Would you prefer I lie?” “No.”

There’s just not enough time. He looked ahead of them again, to the walls. It wasn’t very far, probably one more kilometer from their stop. And he could see a small palace—tower—building of sorts. The wall looked like China’s Great Wall but instead of hugging the mountains, it hugged the plains. He didn’t know how long it stretched, but it was very long. He could only see the wall and the building. They were too far to see anything smaller that’s easily carried. “Do you think they’ve prepared the third answer like they did in the windmill?” Darrion asked.

Aaron We all have walls that we put up. Some are so high that it takes forever to break down. Some walls are made of ; glass , metal bricks , or the hardest one of them all titanium. I fell for an amazing woman in a short space of time... over a period of time to come think of it, and I love her unconditionally.

On top of the 80 meter tall wall were soldiers that patrol the wall and luckily right in front of them was the west gate of the city. "Wait...are those..." The soldiers who had been patrolling on top of the wall noticed them running towards the wall. "Hey hurry up and signal the gate guards." One of the soldiers on top said to the other soldier. "Please help me, please help me, please help me." Lianne continued on repeating the words over and over. The guards on the gate opened the west gate and soldiers went to their post as the wandering people came one by one to the gate. The first one to arriv