Adventure
Bid for Freedom
Shade the chameleon eyed the store owner as he walked to the front desk, his interest piqued. The keys for the animal enclosures hung precariously on the store owner's belt; they looked like they may just fall.
By Megan Baker (@thegothofsawpit)(@shadowsitheghoststrikebwr)3 years ago in Fiction
Iris, Prince Don, and the Phoenix Feather Lantern, Part 2
Iris plummeted off the cliff, goggled at green rushing closer, yelled at herself, and yanked the cord to release her chute. With a jerk she was suspended, and breathed again. The bright purple of Prince Don's parachute spread below her, and hesitantly she pulled at one of the toggles on her own to steer towards him.
By Peri Livesey3 years ago in Fiction
She Stole
The frantic slapping of bare feet echoed in short bursts throughout the polished stone halls. Behind each pillar she stopped, waited, listened and looked to ensure absolute safety before the next sprint. A few times along her practiced route, she ducked into an alcove or behind a curtain. Counting the seconds as guards passed, sometimes inches from her tightly held breath, she willed her sweat to slow. Even in her cleanest rags, the smell of a servant could give her away.
By Rebekah Conard3 years ago in Fiction
Crazy-ass Cryptids: The Great Sasquatch-Potato Heist of 2009
It was a few weeks before Thanksgiving, 2009. The campground was bustling, full of young scouts, and huge trucks stacked with supplies made their last deliveries for the week.
By Megan Baker (@thegothofsawpit)(@shadowsitheghoststrikebwr)3 years ago in Fiction
Air Force gONE
Joe’s call to his old friend sounded pretty innocuous, like old Air Force Academy buddies getting a chance to reunite – “Hey Cal, Joe Deire! How the hell are ya Bud? Hey, I’m just checking to see if you peeped the Q3 schedule? Looks like we’re in the cockpit together on One. Aye, I look forward to flying the friendly skies with my friend.”
By Jeremy Christopher3 years ago in Fiction
