Iago Santiago
Bio
Just someone who's been in love with writing for a while now. I hope to bring others joy with my writing like others have given me.
Stories (2/0)
Thank You
How do I start this? How do I start putting down these words that have haunted me for years? There’s so much I haven’t told you. So much I’ve hidden in my few years on Earth. I guess I can start with being honest about how much I miss you. I miss getting hugs and being told I love you every day. The last hug I remember getting from you was years ago when I graduated. I remember seeing you cry and realizing that I had made you proud. I had thought of it as just another day until then. I didn’t get why graduating was such a big deal. It was something thousands of people did every year. But seeing those tears go down your face and the way you gripped me when you hugged me, it clicked that the day wasn’t really for me. It was for you.
By Iago Santiago 2 years ago in Families
Song of the Sirens
Asta watched the storm snarl behind her, the thunder bounding off the cave walls and pounding into the water. The perfect weather for tonight. She watched her kin as they prepared to perform the ritual, hundreds of jewel-colored tails darting around her. Asta was not the only one to observe this. Another woman floated next to her. She had hair that flowed and curled like spilled ink. Her black tail glinted with an occasional glimpse of violet. She seemed like a gentle nightmare compared to how dream-like Asta was with her soft golden scales. They stared at each other. Their appearances contrasted but they both had the determination to survive thirteen years in the unforgiving ocean. The woman gave her a nod. Hopefully, she and Asta would both survive the ritual.
By Iago Santiago 2 years ago in Fiction
