Kristen Leavitt
Bio
Hey all! I am a recent graduate from BYU in Provo with a masters in PE. I have a passion for the outdoors, physical activity, sports, and health, but I also love writing! I love my husband, parents, and all eleven of my siblings!
Stories (86/0)
Separate Realms
There were many aspects of being a soldier that Jistan had never considered. When people told tales of war, they usually stuck to the grand scope of battles. Casualty numbers, major wins and losses, turning points. Both storytellers and history books neglected the little details, like boring night watch, even more boring food selection, or the hundreds of minor infractions committed by otherwise good soldiers.
By Kristen Leavitt2 years ago in Fiction
Why Use Words
Joree scrambled for the stairs immediately, rushing by two servants who yelped and jumped out of his way. No soldiers were posted in this entry chamber, but he guessed based on the alarm bells that the entire palace would soon be flooded with them.
By Kristen Leavitt2 years ago in Fiction
Turning Points
Jistan felt the resistance on his sword as it passed through flesh and muscle before getting caught in bone. This wasn’t how he had imagined battle, where the warrior lays about him with his mighty sword, slashing and slicing through bodies with a terrible grace. Instead, he was often forced to rip his sword free when it got caught, and the blows rarely sliced clean through.
By Kristen Leavitt2 years ago in Fiction
Smell of Death
Joree let out a breath of relief when he finally reached his house. Nothing looked damaged or destroyed. He had imagined-despite his best efforts to remain calm and collected-a thousand different terrible scenarios. Coming to find the house burned down, dismantled, or otherwise mutilated. Soldiers having taken residence, forcing his mother to sleep with the animals. Instead, everything was calm, almost serene.
By Kristen Leavitt2 years ago in Fiction
