Caitlin Porter
Stories (6/0)
Topsy-Turvy Curiosity
After my airship went down, it was all uphill from here. How? It may seem like an oxymoron at first glance, so let me tell you the story of how my fortunes flip-flopped from one end to the other from what otherwise could have been a disaster.
By Caitlin Porterabout a year ago in Fiction
The Dragon-Born and the Witch
It was very early in the morning when a small child, around the age of two, wandered off into the misty forest while their mother was outside tending to her herbs. The sunlight was just starting to peak through the tops of the trees while the ground was still eerily dark. At the edge of the trees fog was still visible as the sun hadn't yet touched it to disperse it in the first light and warmth of day. The mother was humming to herself a merry little tune as she went about her task. Her intuition began to itch that something was amiss and so looking up she noticed the child was nowhere in sight. It was common for her curious little one to wander off- after all, they were starting to take after their witch mother's own curious tendencies and were quite the independent child. However, she was always very strict to tell them that the forest was forbidden and off-limits for there were strange and mystical qualities about the forest, most of which were unknown. There were also rumors of a myriad of creatures living in it, of which many myths and legends arose among those who lived on their island, just off the coast of the mainland.
By Caitlin Porter2 years ago in Fiction
Candle of Mysteries
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. Sightings of the candle burning began one day mid August when one of the city folk became lost in the middle of the woods nearby. They were following the path which had a sign posted at the entrance saying "Leave the path at your own risk- all who step off will be cursed". Their first mistake was failing to bring a flashlight; the second was stepping off of the path unknowingly when the sun set and it became pitch black.
By Caitlin Porter2 years ago in Horror
In the Eye of the Beholder
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Except there was, and I wasn't always able to see them. You see, when a person turns 21 years old their eyes turn a certain color. This color then determines the path their life takes and where they move to for their continued learning and training for life.
By Caitlin Porter2 years ago in Fiction