Kira Lempereur

Joined February 2021

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The Jewel Hoarder
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Only a few centuries ago, every mapmaker decided “Here there be dragons”, and no one knew quite why—least of all those living in the Valley of Jewels.
By Kira Lempereurabout a year ago in Fiction
A Predator for a Hunter
You only came here if you were beyond desperate. So far beyond it that you’d be willing to give anything — do anything — to resolve some sort of problem.
By Kira Lempereur2 years ago in Fiction
The Pact
Death rushed towards me with each beat of my heart. After all, I could see the bloodied pieces of my body spilling out of the ragged wounds through my abdomen. The claws had ripped and torn and my minimal training hadn’t even enabled me to return one strike. Pain had torn the air from my lungs, stunning me long enough for the creature to knock me on my back and begin tearing away. I wasn’t sure what had pulled it away — a sound in the distance, perhaps? But even without it there to finish the job, I was done. I could feel my blood leaving my veins, my heart fluttering with slowing beats, every bit of strength leaving me.
By Kira Lempereur2 years ago in Fiction
Many Things
Home is many things And they change as I do. When one thing is broken I must find something new. My first home was the arms
By Kira Lempereur2 years ago in Poets
Confessions of an Erstwhile Assassin
A year ago, my hands were covered in some poor bastard’s blood. Now my hands are covered in dirt. I used to wear gardening gloves for all of two weeks before I couldn’t stand the sensation — or the lack thereof. I can’t bear to distance myself from it: the soft loam breaking beneath my fingertips, the brush against something that scurries away…
By Kira Lempereur2 years ago in Fiction
Cultivating Hope
The human race had been operating on borrowed time. We’d torn apart our world and continued doing so when every scientist agreed it would be the end of us. The safe havens we created when water became more precious than air, when the earth was scorched by the sun and then man-made horrors, were only meant to weather the storm for a while.
By Kira Lempereur2 years ago in Fiction
Top Story - June 2021
Clothes are where the heart isTop Story - June 2021
I thought making my own wedding dress (while doing all the wedding planning) was a very smart idea. Even though I hadn’t even sewn more than a hem here and there in about a decade. And had never done any bead-work.
By Kira Lempereur2 years ago in Marriage
Pick One
If I had to pick a favorite color, it would be black. Make me choose between all the colors of the world, I'll pick the one that’s a mixture of them.
By Kira Lempereur3 years ago in Poets
The Crossing
It seemed to be a fact of life that any bout of good luck was sure to be followed by bad. At least, that was what Rhiannon had determined over many, many years. Graduating college had been followed by a massive recession, so no one was hiring full-time. Finally finding a full-time job was rewarded with her car giving up the ghost before any sort of savings could be built up. And so, when she got the notification a lottery ticket she’d purchased (alongside a singular bottle of wine and a bag of chips) at a gas station had won...well, she just started bracing herself.
By Kira Lempereur3 years ago in Futurism