A.U. Pendragon

Joined January 2021

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Bio

Despite my inability to keep succulents alive, I cling to the delusion I may bring stories to life.

Achievements (1)

Runner-Up in Time Traveler Challenge

Stories (19/0)

Vestigial
Near the dawn of time, when the Earth was still a primitive place, the Gods of every pantheon convened in a grand arena, where life would be lived, to discuss their greatest creation: humanity.
By A.U. Pendragon10 months ago in Fiction
As A Love Goes Cold
In the fog of wood Our love lies lost. At root of tree it Dies in grass and moss. A fire it was, with Zeal to burn and roar.
By A.U. Pendragon10 months ago in Poets
Be Mine
I draw my bowstring to my cherub cheek, taking aim at my victim’s heart. My venom-tipped arrows whistle through the air before they strike their target.
By A.U. Pendragon12 months ago in Fiction
Val
“Cupid is an asshole,” Valery said to her sister Alison at their weekly bakery excursion. “He flutters around with those pint-sized wings, cherub cheeks, and that dainty bow with those heart-shaped arrows. Everybody loves him. I hate him.”
By A.U. Pendragonabout a year ago in Fiction
Back Roads
The reflection in the mirror was not my own. Instead of my thin, sleepy face, behind the steamed-up glass, I was looking at the back of a bald head with rolls of skin on his thick neck and the black temple tips of glasses tucked behind his ears.
By A.U. Pendragonabout a year ago in Horror
Haunting Regret
Every night at midnight the purple clouds come out to dance with the blushing sky. Billowing anvils undulate over the midwestern countryside. White lightning and drumming thunder awaken the ghosts of those who never got the chance to live.
By A.U. Pendragonabout a year ago in Fiction
Get Me Through This Light
The street light is green But your tail lights are red. Between death and this traffic I’d rather be dead. You’re doing this on purpose,
By A.U. Pendragonabout a year ago in Poets
Quiet In the House
It was not unusual for Father Maplethorpe to be called to homes on a haunted lane, as people in town have come to call it. He had exercised spirits in every house on that street, except for one. The home of Mrs. Cromwell, the village witch.
By A.U. Pendragonabout a year ago in Fiction
Oh Brother
What are the odds? Captain Smith wondered as he watched the wooden sloop, with a black skull and crossbones flag sailing past his sandy desert island on the clear Caribbean waters.
By A.U. Pendragonabout a year ago in Fiction
Reminiscence of a Thousand-Something Ghost
As a ghost, watching my killer’s day get ruined by little things is as much joy as I can get until I get to see her brought to justice.
By A.U. Pendragonabout a year ago in Fiction
Missing You
Sitting by the lake watching the clouds, wishing that I was not alone.
By A.U. Pendragonabout a year ago in Poets
The Tale of Jimmy the Jailbreak
I kept telling them they'd never get me up those gallows' steps. "There's not a jail in this world that can hold Jimmy the Jailbreak, no sir." They never did believe me though, none of the wardens, guards, or inmates. Always thought I was just boasting. Well, of course they did with all the boasting that goes on in jails. But it didn't matter how many jails I sprung from they still wouldn't believe me.
By A.U. Pendragon2 years ago in Fiction

A.U. Pendragon

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Stories (19/0)

Vestigial

As A Love Goes Cold

Be Mine

Val

Back Roads

Haunting Regret

Get Me Through This Light

Quiet In the House

Oh Brother

Reminiscence of a Thousand-Something Ghost

Missing You

The Tale of Jimmy the Jailbreak

Achievements (1)