U.B. Light
Bio
U.B. Light writes fantastical fiction to explore heavy subjects and transform them into light. His first novel, Flicker: Light of a Lantern, debuted in December 2019. Please subscribe, like, share, and if a story touches you, a small tip.
Stories (26/0)
to be LOVE STRUCK
on being LOVE STRUCK and the myth CUPID & PSYCHE: In the myth of Cupid and Psyche, Psyche is a mortal whose beauty is said to rival that of Athena, the Goddess of Love, so Athena orders her son Cupid to shoot his arrow at Psyche and have her fall in love with the most hideous of all creatures, but when Cupid gazes upon Psyche, he himself is struck by her beauty, and his arrow slips and nicks his leg, and Cupid falls in love with Psyche as he gazes upon her, and their love story ensues.
By U.B. Lightabout a year ago in Humans
Loneliness
The irony of loneliness, is that it's no stranger to me.
By U.B. Lightabout a year ago in Poets
Longing
I cannot follow Into these blue depths you swim, Stuck at the surface
By U.B. Lightabout a year ago in Poets
The Four Warnings:
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It was the first time anyone had set foot on the property again since the death of Missy Hallow Hathaway, and for the unfortunate group of teenagers that horrific evening, that candle was their first warning. On the ten year anniversary of the precarious passing of Missy Hallow Hathaway, shrouded in mystery and cover up, five teenagers cut the fence wire, ignored the half hanging 'do no enter' sign, and made a campfire much like the one we have here, hoping to catch a glance of the ghost of Missy Hallow Hathaway.
By U.B. Light2 years ago in Fiction
The Light of Lightning Bugs
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Maybe if you are big, like really big, like I'm talking like my dad big, or my mom big, or teacher, or even big like my big sister big, cause she's really big now, maybe you've become too big to see the dragons. I didn't always see them, until one evening, while playing in the yard after dinner, I saw them in the valley.
By U.B. Light2 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Ki-Ai Karate
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Karate in the Valley was dominated by uniforms with bonsai, cobras, and eagles showing fangs; the three major martial arts schools contending for who is the best around. Well I got news for all of them; it's none of them.
By U.B. Light2 years ago in Fiction
The Elementals
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. That is not a true statement. That's only what the villagers thought. Truth is, there wasn't always a valley, until us dragons arrived and carved the valley with elemental magic. Three of us specifically. Keira, the color of sandstone, split rock and unearthed layers of crust. Ezri, the blue dragon, held back the waters. Then there is myself, Alena, the red dragon, the only dragon that can handle the heat, charged with placing the dragon egg deep inside the earth. There it would absorb the element fire and wait for the celestial alignment.
By U.B. Light2 years ago in Fiction
