Victoria Cage
Bio
I’ve been a storyteller for as long as I can remember. Every chance I could get I was either writing, drawing, or telling anyone who’d listen my stories. Throughout high school I self published three books on Amazon. Enjoy my short stories!
Stories (17/0)
Miracle’s Curse
Adrian shivered in the red brick hallways. Although there were red lanterns to guide him along the black floor, it was dark and cold. These maze-like hallways were bland and much the same; he had gotten lost more than once before. But somehow Sara Felle knew her way around without difficulties. This afternoon—closer to evening than midday, really—she had been summoned out of the mansion for reasons she wouldn't speak of. It was a relief to not have her sharp ice eyes on him wherever he went. But now wasn't the time to relax. He had to find the box. Sara had nearly killed him when he found it in one of the guest rooms. He had burns to prove it. But now he hungrily searched for it.
By Victoria Cage2 years ago in Fiction
Miracle’s Curse
Mari swallowed a yawn, hiding her mouth behind a fist. She had been reading for hours. Not that the books weren't interesting—not at all—but she hadn't done much else. Leon was skimming through the next book on her list, making sure it was important enough to spend time on, while he paced the room, twirling his triton in his hand absentmindedly.
By Victoria Cage2 years ago in Fiction
Miracle’s Curse
"You look handsome." The red haired woman, that Adrian had learned was named Sara Felle, watched him in the mirror, her tiny mouth curved pleasantly. He didn't like the red and gold coat she had given him, or the pin of a Phoenix. But he studied his face in the mirror as if he had never seen it before. His thick, messy brown hair gave his face character. He noticed the crook in his nose, as if he had broken it before. His cheekbones were defined, but mostly from malnutrition. His pale skin made his dark green eyes stand out. Not for the first time, he asked, "how long was I asleep?"
By Victoria Cage2 years ago in Fiction
Miracle’s Curse
[Author note: The premise of this story is based off a dream of mine from a few years ago, so the world itself is slightly distorted. There is a mix of sophisticated technology and medieval means, and I kept them in order to stay true to the original source. The main focus is on the characters, though, and I hope you enjoy them as much as I did. Thank you.]
By Victoria Cage2 years ago in Fiction
The Countryside
Eleanor T. Howard looked up from her newspaper as the tea kettle whistled. An ancient, hefty pipe hung from the corner of her mouth, puffs of tiny clouds escaping the basin like a witch’s pot. Her face was mostly smooth but her sunken eyes revealed her true age of 56. The addition she held shakily in her grasp was from the 30’s. The headline: THE NEW AGE OF THE FIXER? glowed with a pale blue light. What she called an ‘oldie paper’ was actually a hologram. The letters floated in her peripheral vision as she stared at the kettle. Waking from her thoughts, she finally set down her white tablet and went to fetch herself a cup.
By Victoria Cage2 years ago in Fiction
Star Screech
You’d think being the son of a famous scientist would be full of flashing cameras, models, and overall respect, right? I thought so too. It’s anything but glamorous, let me tell you. During the week I live in an apartment and drive myself to school. It’s also where my dad thinks I am most of the time: sitting around doing homework like a good boy. But that couldn’t be farther from the truth. I busy myself with nightly activities that involve getting into trouble. Don’t worry, though, I’ve never been caught. And I don’t plan on doing so any time soon.
By Victoria Cage2 years ago in Fiction
Guardian
“You really think they’re all here?” Mason Matthews, FBI agent, asked his partner. They were camped outside of an old mansion. According to witness testimonies and the police’s records, this was a sketchy neighborhood. It had many twisting alleys and was perfect for a mass kidnapper if they knew the area.
By Victoria Cage2 years ago in Fiction
Ezra Peaks’ Narration (pt. 1)
NOP: Ezra Peaks FILE: No. 16 DOF: 14/ 12 / 78 LEVEL: 8 DOCTOR: Zabinski The skies in Cliff’s Peak Reservation were the most beautifully unappreciated memory I have of my old home. If I close my eyes now, I can still see the deep violet waves passing over the top of the Silverwood Mountains, blending into a light green as it touched the baby yellow of late evenings. Thin clouds like stretched cotton balls would turn rosy in preparation for the approaching night.
By Victoria Cage2 years ago in Humans
New Camelot
The elven woods encircled the country of men. Railways crisis-crossed the land, transporting goods across the Empire. Within the past two decades, the once divided nation merged through the recent increase in steam-powered technology, including printing presses. Secluded cities and obscure towns could now read about politics from a population over a hundred miles from them. With this revolution came a surge in new factory work, education, and voting rights for the dwarven populace. It was a mere half-century since the stocky race was given freedom from slave-work and they were increasingly gaining more rights with the help of the South-Eastern Orcs. Their aggressive approach, however, has stirred conflict among the land of men. Small groups began to sprout up in resistance to the dwarves’ movement. Most resistance groups flickered out once the orcs joined the dwarves’ side, except for one. “Excalibur” was created to target not only the newly freed slaves, but all races who stood by the Queen’s ‘Freed Camelot’ Act, which declared all beings free within the Empire. The reference to the Arthurian Era, a mere three hundred years ago, was to create a contrast between the old race-banning laws that was enacted under the rule of King Arthur and the new Queen Ciciera’s “New Camelot”. King Arthur enthusiasts, however, strongly opposed the new Acts and resisted the Steam Revolution.
By Victoria Cage2 years ago in Fiction
