Tyler Hall
Stories (3/0)
The Hunt
The Hunt As Atreya walked through the inner city gates on his way towards the Great Hall, he could barely contain his excitement. He felt as if he were vibrating with energy and possibility. Beneath all that energy however, there was fear. He may have been training for tomorrow for the past eight years, but that didn’t change the danger he was about to find himself seeking out. But the fear was easily swept aside by the rush of other emotions swirling through his body. As he got closer and closer to the Great Hall, Atreya’s mind began to focus on the activities of tonight’s Hunt ceremony. He thought of the Matriarch that would lead him and the other Hunters through their vows and protection rituals, he thought of the look on his parents face, his sister’s face as they watched him from the crowd, and then, as it always did, his mind settled on Celia. He was still daydreaming about her when he walked directly into a spice cart.
By Tyler Hall3 years ago in Humans
The Beginning
The Beginning He awoke to a suffocating and total blackness, once again having to remember he was blind. Horatio Griffon, could barely breathe. He was always whole in his dreams, which were so filled with color and detail that it was easy to forget he had ever not been able to see. But every time he woke, reality would crash back in.
By Tyler Hall3 years ago in Criminal
A Constant Tug
A Constant Tug I’ve always had this rope tied around me; everyone else has one too. Some people think that the rope restricts us, but I have always had plenty of slack on mine and ample freedom to go all the way up to my knees in the ocean. Every once and awhile I see some little kid swimming, but that’s pretty rare. Most people can stand or sit on the beach, just a few feet away from the water’s edge. My parents and all the other adults cannot though. They can only get to a few streets away from the ocean, and occasionally ask me to tell them about it so they do not forget what it was like. I often wonder why their rope is shorter than mine or the other kids, but they don’t seem to mind all that much. It’s just the way things are.
By Tyler Hall3 years ago in Horror