Fantasy
Crystals of Silveria Remastered
Scene 1: Zed’s House: Dawn The sun rises over a secluded township in the middle of a vast green plain, the citizens slowly awakening one-by-one and preparing for their day. Shops filled with all sorts of wares open their doors; bakers begin baking bread, cakes and other tasty treats; the owners of The Naked Drake tavern prepare the daily breakfast specials. In a small house on the outskirts of town, a young human male is in a restless slumber, tossing and turning. His eyes suddenly fly open and he sits up in his bed.
By Orion J. Zed4 years ago in Fiction
Aleph-Null: The Awakening of The Celestial Heart
Act 1 - Part 4 Chapter 1 Our characters, now set on their paths, are drawn to meet each other. The Weeping Woman walks along worn game paths through the hills in the valley, heading west. She experiments with her abilities, examining the world with her newly enhanced perception, focusing on the smallest details as she walks her path and sees for the first time the depth and complexity of the fabric of reality and the interplay of all life. She follows a flickering glow to the west. She can feel bright and brilliant light, a soul calling out for help.
By Thomas James Donoghue4 years ago in Fiction
A Sin So Cruel and Empty
A SIN SO CRUEL AND EMPTY- CHAPTER ONE The kitchen had become a circus. The wooden barstool I sat on shook with every step Grand Avia took, and I had to keep reminding myself that it was indeed possible for one individual to cause so much insanity. Her shoulders sagged on a normal day, but Avia buzzed around her tiny workspace now, cutting her shallots with a newfound urgency.
By Nina Rueda4 years ago in Fiction
Pyrrhic Victory
It was February 29 again, and I was wondering which member of my family would try to kill me this time. Four years ago today, I fought tooth and nail to survive. My eldest son came for me with the fading light, death his grim purpose. Our battle was bloody and brutal. When darkness fell, my son Gabral lay dead. Though I mourned his loss, I gloried in my victory. Four years ago, I yearned for life. Not this year. This year, I craved death.
By Robin Andrew Blair4 years ago in Fiction
THE DEAL OF ETHAN MOIRÉ
I Soldiers had always said shots sound like angry bees. Ethan didn’t know what angry bees sounded like, but he doubted they sounded like this. He was also in doubt that bees could chip away at the wall above him. Ethan ruffled his hair, throwing bits of plaster and mortar onto the grass he was lying on. A small, metal ball also fell onto the grass. It must have bounced off the wall and landed in his hair. It had been meant for him.
By Sean Selleck4 years ago in Fiction
Aleph-Null: The Awakening of The Celestial Heart
Act 1 - Ending The inn is awash in ghostly red flame, its heat is palpable, and its light is blinding, yet nothing is incinerated. This energy heaves with Liya's breath, and then disipates. Sophia rises to her feet as the field of Etheric light fades into the immaterial. She and Liya look at each other for a long moment before Liya catches her breath fully, still shaking from the outburst. Sophia grabs her young friend by the hand, and they move to flee. As they touch Sophia sheds a tear, feeling Liya's fear, the terror of being hunted.
By Thomas James Donoghue4 years ago in Fiction
Elyssa Hated The Candle
First chapter from Blades of Corven, Book 1 in the Alteer Legends Series. *** Elyssa hated the candle. Every student in the practice room sat cross-legged in front of one, but only hers carried a flame. For three years this simple finger-length of wax and wick, and others like it, had tormented her.
By D.K Savage4 years ago in Fiction
