Adventure

Winter at Mt. St. Helens
“He knows sign language?” Myron is snickering; she glares at him, then leans in to scruff Badger on his neck. He preens, and Myron became an instant fan. Anyone his dog liked, he liked.
By Andrea Corwin 3 years ago in Fiction
Mike and Myron's Meetup
Step by step, the creature and Mike made their way toward each other. Mike caught a faint scent of the creature and turned to Myron.
By Andrea Corwin 3 years ago in Fiction
Badger's Encounter
Big Foot was gone instantly. “How can that brown shaggy creature disappear in this snow?” Myron asked. Angry it had kicked his dog, he was now in stalk mode, his scope over his shoulder.
By Andrea Corwin 3 years ago in Fiction
Badger Visits Mt. St. Helens
“Cayenne, can you fly Myron and Badger down here?” “To Seattle?” “No, Cougar, KWN52.” “Baby, that would be a multiple-day flight.”
By Andrea Corwin 3 years ago in Fiction
Frozen heart
The coin came down on heads so I turned down the left path. I was lost in a snow storm, freezing and starting to panic. I knew my life depended on the route I took, whether I would be found walking or in a block of ice.
By ASHLEY SMITH3 years ago in Fiction
Lost
Gracie was amazed at how far she could see. The hills and trees stretched forever and looked like Mother Earth had tucked them into bed with a fluffy white blanket. She wondered if there would be something interesting between the two hills she saw down below. The rocks going down the side of her hill looked easy to climb. Curious, she started down to see what was to be found.
By Becky Carter3 years ago in Fiction
The Great Cookie Caper
In the heart of a tranquil suburban neighborhood, where laughter danced on the breeze and culinary adventures awaited around every corner, there existed a group of friends whose shared love for baking led them on a journey filled with laughter, mishaps, and unforgettable memories. This is the uproarious tale of "The Great Cookie Caper," a baking competition like no other, where chaos reigned supreme, and hilarity ensued at every turn. Join us as we venture into the charming world of Sarah, Lisa, Mark, and Tom, where a simple afternoon of baking cookies transformed into a sidesplitting adventure that would be retold for generations to come.
By Made Jake3 years ago in Fiction
A Day at the Beach (Part 2). Content Warning.
I'm not good at serialisation but I had to return to Susan and Barney and their day at the beach which was a story I wrote back on January 16th. I didn't like leaving Susan like I did, nor Barney, in their plight and so, I've returned to expand on it. The first part is here:
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The Enigma of Echo Valley
Once upon a time, in a small, secluded town nestled within the misty mountains, there existed a place known as Echo Valley. Legend had it that the valley got its name from the strange phenomenon where echoes of voices lingered far longer than they should, sometimes carrying messages from the past.
By Abegail Reyes3 years ago in Fiction
Two Hearts, One Spark
I used to be a prized possession, my silver glint catching the sunshine like a captured moonbeam. My proprietor, Amelia, referred to me as "Stardust," a reputation that tickled my metallic sides each time she whispered it. I adorned her wrist, nestled amongst a constellation of different bracelets, every one of them distinctive and cherished. Life felt full, filled with the rhythm of Amelia's steps and the heat of her laughter.
By real Jema3 years ago in Fiction
The Day After, 1100 Hours
I must have fallen asleep for a few minutes before dawn. The snow-laden air was fresh, and I had to shake the two inches of newly fallen snow off me.
By Andrea Corwin 3 years ago in Fiction
The Harrowing
It seems an eternity since I last saw Selene shining above me in the night sky. Remembering her pale light often reminded me of dear Mamah with tears in her eyes, her hands tenderly clasping a sprig of laurel. The Laurel in the little glade beyond the village gate always robbed her of joy. Her face wilting in sorrow, she would complain, “Just look what wicked Apollo has done to thee.”
By John Cox3 years ago in Fiction