Marilyn Ketterer
Bio
I'm a college student minoring in creative writing. Currently my focus is my studies and building my career, but I'd love to one day write books and share my stories with a larger audience. Until then, I'll share my short stories on Vocal.
Stories (7/0)
The Dream Weaver
The world was quiet when the Dream Weaver appeared. Stepping out of a pocket of the universe, he surveyed the glittering city below him with weary eyes. The car horns and city sounds were nothing but faint echoes in his ears. No, he listened for the sleepy songs of dreamers, everything else was just background music.
By Marilyn Ketterer11 months ago in Fiction
Bound by Fire
Smoke billowed from the small village like a dying breath. Imre circled above, his heart straining at the wreckage. The Ignis people were no more. Their alliance had been forgotten for decades, the land at peace, but when he’d received their plea for help he’d come as swift as the winds could take him. It would seem he was too late.
By Marilyn Kettererabout a year ago in Fiction
Dreaming Beyond the Stars
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That claim has always reminded me of another silent scream, the one found in nightmares. My whole life, I’ve dreaded the moment I scream for help and find I’ve lost my voice. The sensation used to plague me every night. Perhaps that’s why I signed on for this experiment, to escape the echoing silence of my fears by plunging into something new. Of course, when I was first introduced to this project I had no idea what was in store for me the moment I graced the release form with my signature.
By Marilyn Ketterer2 years ago in Fiction
Portrait of a Darkened Soul
The door was propped open, beckoning passersby to enter the inky otherworld that it guarded. Phantom hands gripped me, pulling me toward that gateway to hell masquerading as a house of mirrors. They tied a ribbon around my core and tugged me closer. The feeling was nauseating, and yet I couldn’t turn away.
By Marilyn Ketterer2 years ago in Fiction
Toxic Oxygen
When the New Order rebuilt the world one hundred years ago, they forgot one important fact. Evolution is inevitable. It is that simple fact alone that allows me to see what the rest of the world cannot, that we are slaves to the government. That the only reason we have avoided another war is the toxins they pump into the air, clouding our minds to follow them blindly.
By Marilyn Ketterer3 years ago in Fiction