Adventure

Of a Child and a Dragon
The forest’s silence is a beauty one cannot comprehend with words. It is an experience understood only by the denizens who reside in its tranquility. Few things disturb the melody of the stream as it rushes round the bends- over rock and root, carrying little fish and leaves in the burbling waters. Or the hushed chorus of leaves dancing in the breeze. Bugling elks and howling wolves add their solo to the masterpiece of the forest.
By R.O.A.R.4 years ago in Fiction
Our Last Ride
Peritus Nervosa swept through the town of Oldwood. Citizens were passing away left and right from the disease at such a high rate they piled bodies outside of their homes. The town’s young doctor, Liam, ran between homes to check on his patients who had caught Peritus Nervosa while the nurses fetched water buckets and towels. The nurses had tried to comfort the townspeople as the disease had taken over their bodies, which caused chills, fever, vomiting, mental confusion, and death. Many of Oldwood’s nuns walked the town bringing the children to the church for safety. A little girl in a red dress clutched her teddy bear as she cried out for help while sitting next to her mom’s lifeless body. The town of Oldwood had never known such devastation and death.
By Twyla4 years ago in Fiction
Floater
Hingis was on the street corner again, pushing whatever it was he was pushing today. He was doing a deal with a group of Off-worlders, and doing a good deal too if his face was anything to go by. He favored me with a curt nod as I pushed by and I flipped him a 'phet. He must have thought it was Christmas, but that's the kind of guy I am.
By Malcolm Twigg4 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 49
I was waiting on a moment for him to become very aggressive . As he kept his stream up for longer than usual . I felt like it was my perfect time to strike . Time to use the opportunity that the shaman gave me . So I aimed with all of my focus where I thought that he would move to . I shot my electricity that I stored up at his stream which sent the electricity flowing through his water . The electricity then traveled into his mouth and throughout his entire body .
By Terrence4 years ago in Fiction
Voyages of the 997
It was a hot summer day, and two friends were on the beach. Kyle and Tina were bored and decided to go on a field trip together.
By Kylecovey Smith4 years ago in Fiction
Destiny in Flames
Rain pattered on the roof of Scoven’s old family barn. The soft sound had always soothed him, even during the worst day of his life. Today was a new competitor for that distinction. The only creation in the world that could salvage such a day as this was Mezziana. Her father ran a farm miles away, but they always came to this old, run-down barn on the first day of the twin full moons.
By Michael Mayer III4 years ago in Fiction
ALAS THE LAST DRAGON RIDER
May sanz ALAS THE LAST DRAGON RIDER Alas was running in a thick forest, he was trying to escape from a group of men that were trying to catch him, while trying to wrap up his mind around the idea of humans pursuing a four years old kid through the trees, when he come to the clear and was meet with a set of eyes, the size of a twin bed, red as lava, with a bright yellow hollow surrounding a reptilian pupil. Alas was sweating and panting. “Who are you?” Asked the creature behind those eyes in a raspy voice that echoed inside Alas head.
By May sanz 4 years ago in Fiction
ALAS THE LAST DRAGON RIDER
Alas was running in a thick forest, he was trying to escape from a group of men that were trying to catch him, while trying to wrap up his mind around the idea of humans pursuing a four years old kid through the trees, when he come to the clear and was meet with a set of eyes, the size of a twin bed, red as lava, with a bright yellow hollow surrounding a reptilian pupil. Alas was sweating and panting. “Who are you?” Asked the creature behind those eyes in a raspy voice that echoed inside Alas head.
By May sanz 4 years ago in Fiction
The Ha'aalsheer
The night was cool against Sahel’s skin as he knelt there in the trees and watched them. There were four men in armor, attempting as best they could to move silently. They were moving towards the massive cave entrance burrowed out into the side of the forest lined hill. Sahel closed his eyes for a moment as he looked within his chest and felt the small spark that burned continually within him. The young man looked up towards Solardin's sapphire moon and nodded to the celestial body. He inhaled deeply, taking in the ambient magic in the air as could feel the warmth of his chest spread out further to the rest of his body. He didn’t need to stoke the Fire too great just yet, he was unaware what he would need to face these men.
By Savier Silva4 years ago in Fiction
Diverging Paths
“What’s it like?” I couldn’t stop the exasperated sigh that escaped my lips. I knew the question would come but I hoped perhaps someone, anyone would check on me first, ask how I was doing.
By Mark Crouch4 years ago in Fiction
Pacificalia
Bubble City: a term of derision. Hundreds were planned once - great, domed sub-marine enclosures, colonised by a genetically modified population who were to be the salvation of an overextended world. Then, the phaser-field technology that made it possible found a more exciting application. Instead of looking inward, the heaving hoards of Earth took to the stars in their million in phaser-driven bubbles. Abandoned, the Bubble Cities slowly died until only Pacificalia remained,i ts population evolved to life beneath the waves.
By Malcolm Twigg4 years ago in Fiction
Drakath’s Hoard of Lost and Abandoned Children
The cry of a human infant was very distinctive. Soaring high above the forest, Drakath heard it and swiftly banked into a dive, narrowing in on the sound. He ignored the curse and near-yank on his horns from his passenger at the sudden change in motion, landing on the lowest branch capable of holding his weight, craning his neck down as far as he could.
By Natasja Rose4 years ago in Fiction