Kelson Hayes
Bio
Kelson Hayes is a British-American author and philosopher, born on 19 October 1994 in Bedford, England. His books include Can You Hear The Awful Singing, The Art of Not Thinking, and The Aerbon Series.
Achievements (1)
Stories (38/0)
The Northern Wars
NERO FOREST, AHGLOR Winter, 1E77 Robin trekked through the rough hilly terrain of the Ahglorian woodlands in pursuit of the caribou herd he’d been pursuing for three days, northeast of his home in Olenor. The land was covered in dense pine and fir tree woods and small ferns and thorny underbrush grew between them. The ground was covered in dead leaves and pine needles and it was flattened where the caribou had run through, sometime late in the night during the storm. He followed the caribou trail as quickly and quietly as an elf- the dead wet leaves gave way without sound beneath the soles of his hemp shoes as he ran along on his northerly course. The path he followed was sunken into the ground and the land rose two and a half feet on either side of the three foot wide path that he traversed. His path was walled-in by the thick growth of trees that surrounded him and the caribou route twisted and turned periodically as he navigated it.
By Kelson Hayes3 years ago in Fiction
Escape
We didn’t know what to call it, so we just called it The War. It was the last war of our world, and it happened roughly 100 years ago- according to our parents at least, but they were already dead and they heard the story from their parents. All we had left to remember them was a golden heart shaped locket I wore around my neck containing their picture and our father's rosary bestowed upon my brother. The world they knew was a wasteland now, and we’d been living in this bunker since the day we were born. We knew nothing of the outside world, other than what we saw in the magazines and read about in the old newspapers our grandparents had kept as memories. This underground bunker contained our entire 18 years of life. My entire 18 years of life. We were twins, but not the sort who look the same. We were both unlucky enough to be born in this miserable hole at the same time.
By Kelson Hayes3 years ago in Fiction