Fantasy
Boris the Bull
Boris the bull had always been a bit of an oddball, even among his fellow animals on the farm. While the other cows contentedly grazed in the fields, Boris could often be found daydreaming on a hillock, gazing up at the sky and wondering what it would be like to fly.
By James Green4 years ago in Fiction
The World Outside the Window
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She had always been curious about what lay beyond the compound's walls, but she had never been permitted to leave, and the only glimpses she had of the outside world were through the window in the Director's room.
By Erik Blair4 years ago in Fiction
Last Window to the Outside World...
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She had never left the city, never stepped foot beyond the walls that enclosed them all. The only way she knew of the outside was through the window, and the stories told by those who had been there.
By Mello.viibes4 years ago in Fiction
Tower of Ash
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She drew her fingers over the moisture gathering on the cold glass of her suitor’s room. Shapes sprang from her fingertips as she idly drew shapes. Memories of another time, before all of this. She knew the shapes were called animals, but anything more had been lost to the passage of time.
By John Moore4 years ago in Fiction
The Frozen Pond
The air was crisp and cold, and a layer of frost covered the ground. The trees stood stark and bare against the pale blue sky, their branches reaching out like icy fingers. At the centre of it all was the frozen pond, a vast expanse of gleaming white that seemed to stretch on forever.
By James Green4 years ago in Fiction
Searching For Sanjar
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Anima loved to watch the strange world unfold from behind the window of his room. But what she didn't know was who the man was who owned the room.
By Emily Marie Concannon4 years ago in Fiction
A Window to Darkness.
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She wasn’t supposed to be in his room. Not ever. She was simply supposed to put the day's food ration in front of his door and leave. Like everyday before, ever since she could remember. Unlike every other day though, his door had been left open slightly, letting a sliver of strange light flow into the otherwise dark hallway she had come from.
By AJ O’Reilly4 years ago in Fiction
Esmerelda's Tale
Maxine pushed open the door of the old bookshop. It was set in an ancient brick building sandwiched between a modern chain coffee shop and a pharmacy. A few doors down was an herb shop, always boasting sales and carrying strangely named vines. Maxine had made a habit of frequenting that shop as well. She had only been in town a few months and was debating if it was the right fit.
By Katrina Thornley4 years ago in Fiction
