Fantasy
My Mind's Eye
I've always known that I was different. Growing up, I could feel it in my bones – like there was something special inside of me, just waiting to be unleashed. How others treated me and how they stared at the weird kid in class was almost too much at times. And as I got older, that feeling grew stronger, and I got a bit more peculiar as the days went by.
By Matthew Angelo4 years ago in Fiction
Drawing the Map
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Well, it’s more of a captain's quarters than a room and more of a port hole than a window. Through that port hole window was a constant view of the ocean. Every once in a while, the view would change to the landscape of one of the many islands where the ship has docked. One island was all rock and desert, while another had cliffs so high that they swallowed the sun, but most had white sands and thick forests of palm. She never walked on these islands because she stayed in the captain's quarters below the deck. She had the company of a desk, a four-poster bed, and an overflowing bookshelf.
By Amber Zajec4 years ago in Fiction
The Moon Kissed Girl
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. I would like to say that I have shown her only the beauty of this world. She does not know that I watch her every night and that I am the one that casts the magic of light and illusions into the night sky. Every day when the sun sets, I ensure that I am here waiting. I wait for her pale moon-kissed face to pop into the window's frame. Her eyes are stripped of color, along with her hair. Her skin is pale, and in the light of my magic, she shimmers like the crystals within the caves just a few miles from here. She is moon kissed. Unable to walk in the sun. At least, that is what I am told. I am also told that she is dangerous. I don’t see how; she never leaves the Master’s house. She seems more trapped than dangerous—a bird in a cage with no way to spread the wings given to them at birth.
By Amber Zajec4 years ago in Fiction
The Fire Drake
Azroth paced before the stone hearth in his room, doing his best to ignore the throbbing burns on his arms. The sandstone walls lit up in the bright afternoon sunshine pouring through the square panel windows. After he and Wesley arrived last night, a castle guard had picked Azroth up and slung him over one shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He screamed and thrashed, even using his fire gift to get back to Wesley, but the guard and his clothing were immune to flames.
By Vanessa Thurgood4 years ago in Fiction
First Cold
Vaughn was pretty sure he’d gotten his coordinates wrong. One moment, he’d been keying in the location of the space station hanging above his home planet Infyllus as he’d done a thousand times before. Sure, Kiefer had thrown a boot at his head as he’d been typing, but his little brother’s antics had never posed a problem before. Now...
By E.J. Robison4 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Masters Ch. 3
As Gwen and I walked through the crowded campus of Noreen University, or NU, I kept getting strange looks from the other students. We passed people I was acquainted with and each face I recognized, didn’t recognize me. That is, until they starred long enough to know the once scrawny nerd from their math class changed dramatically overnight.
By Daniel Gilliam4 years ago in Fiction
The Capes of Planet Poloto continues...
Episode 4 . The plane finally arrived at the Indianapolis International airport at about 4:15 pm, and mom and I were so glad to be home, that mom give a sigh of relief as we were picking up our luggage. “ Okay honey, our uber is on the way, let's go let's go.” she then turn to Wes and give him a huge hug and we went our separate ways. I looked back and said, “ See you later Wes.” As he was walking the other way, he waved and smiled. Mom and I made it to zone b where our Uber was waiting. Mom looked at the uber driver and asked, “Are you Rebekah?” she then answered, “ Yes ma'am.” let me help you with that” as mom handed Rebekah our suitcases, to be put in the trunk. I was so glad that we were finally going to be home, where I was going to enjoy my warm bed and be back with my friends, that I went to school with. Since we lived near Westfield, near Carmel the drive back home was going to be about 35 minutes away, depending on the traffic. It was Tuesday evening and as soon as I get home I'm going to unpack and let Sammy know that I made it back safe.
By Anthony Leclair4 years ago in Fiction
Behind Closed Windows
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. He was new to their desolate town. She was outside on her phone, texting him as she walked. He was outgoing but mysterious. She got his number from a friend of a friend. She had just introduced herself, yet his aura felt familiar to her.
By Allyson Howell4 years ago in Fiction
