Fantasy

The Dragon, The Child, and The Styx
The air was thin, thin enough that the distant shouts from Delphi above could travel great distances; yes, thin enough that you could see the serpentine writhing of the clouds; and thin enough that the wind could eat you alive. Likewise, the sun was a hazy ball in a pale-blue sky that spread across the horizon. The air was so thin that even looking directly at the sun would cause pain in your eyes.
By Edy Zoo 4 years ago in Fiction
Oriana
Oriana One two three… go! I was on my pet squirrel in a flash and we went straight up the tree. The sound of Snookie’s claws digging into the bark of the massive red tree was my favorite sound. The sound of the tree limbs cracking on each leap, the wind in my face, and the smell of pine and cedar trees today were very pungent. It rained yesterday, the smells were vivid. The drops of rain from the leaves dropping on my head made this daily race against my best friend even harder. I looked over my shoulder looking at Suzanette on her pet monkey as they were getting closer to me. I looked past her to make sure Oriana was watching us. She loved coming into the woods with us, while giggling the whole time Suzanette and I raced. She was not in her usual hole in the trunk of the tree. I stopped Snookie with the reigns around her neck to take a look. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end when I saw the tail!
By Leslie Strom4 years ago in Fiction
The Wizard by the Sea
The sun was cresting over the horizon as the wizard shuffled along the beach. He huffed along as the morning sun warmed his ancient bones, his deep purple robes dragging along behind. The wizard felt every one of his 132 summers as he carried his armful of shells he had harvested from the rock pool. It was an early start to his day, but the shells were at their most potent when infused with moonlight. Besides, he would feel better once he could take a potion of rejuvenation when he got back home.
By Luke Foster4 years ago in Fiction
Dragonfall
It’s a struggle to open my eyes. My mind is sluggish and slow, my limbs like heavy weights at the end of a chain. Sound comes back to me in bits and pieces. Ringing cries from the birds above, the low hum of insects, the rustle of twigs snapped under the paws of foraging animals. Frigid wind heavy with the threat of colder days ahead whispers through the densely packed trees and brushes over my thick hide.
By Ruth K4 years ago in Fiction
Among the Thistles part 1
King Corwin of the Oak Grove trod through the forest that was laden with fog. His son, Prince Thatch, was close behind him. Somewhere above the trees, Corwin's dragon guardian, Questnor, sailed the skies, keeping a sharp lookout. They sought the magician Valwyn and the answers he might provide to an ancient mystery.
By Heather Cumbo4 years ago in Fiction
Protected by Wings
With each snowflake in the Blackbird State Forest in Smyrna, Delaware, more and more invisibility became apparent. A thin layer had covered the ground like white satin sheets. Sweet coos from a young babe just waking pervaded the tiny space in the forest.
By Skyler Saunders4 years ago in Fiction
A Dragon's Girl
It was a calm night in the forest of Fardassa, the massive trees swayed gently in the nightly breeze, allowing bits of moonlight to shine through onto the forest floor below. A few owl calls could be heard echoing throughout the forest.
By Ethan Sutphin 4 years ago in Fiction
Miracle’s Curse
Mari swallowed a yawn, hiding her mouth behind a fist. She had been reading for hours. Not that the books weren't interesting—not at all—but she hadn't done much else. Leon was skimming through the next book on her list, making sure it was important enough to spend time on, while he paced the room, twirling his triton in his hand absentmindedly.
By Victoria Cage4 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 16
Luckily the map never got wet. I had it in one of my delivery containers. As I explained before, it is waterproof. I placed the map in one of them because it was the safest place to be in case of danger. I walked and guided with the map as my friends kept watch. After what we'd been through, our group was on guard. Bulls Eye trailed from the back with his bow, piercing the trees and Skys with a sinister intent from his sharp eyes. John led the way as I guided him with the map. He would also shower the landscape and sky with ill intent. I chuckled and thought to myself. I'm starting to love this new team of mine.
By Terrence4 years ago in Fiction
The Secret Chronicles
Thank you for reading! I started writing this fantasy series when I was sixteen, and it's a story I've nurtured for years. So, to honour my teenage self, I'm going to release a chapter every week for you to enjoy. If you like what you read, please follow me for the latest updates!
By Jodi Nicholls4 years ago in Fiction
The Inheritance
*knock knock* the door creaks open "One sec!! Casey shouts Running to the front door "Heeeey baby hun how are you?" She hears a horribly familiar voice and recognizes it immediately hesitation sets in as she opens the door.
By Omari White-Daley4 years ago in Fiction
Unfamiliar
Clementine watched eagerly as her mother placed more logs onto the growing pile for the evening’s bonfire. Tonight, will be the night, she just knew it. For as long as anyone could remember, witches and warlocks on their sixth year of celebrating Beltane, receive the gift of their Familiar from the forest. This year was Clementine’s turn.
By Bianca Pole4 years ago in Fiction