Fantasy
Trial Two: The Awakening
Trial Two: The Awakening. One Moon Later. Marobi, lies in the warm wool lined den. The den, now a comfortable little place, reminding her of their home at Yetlam’s Rock. She scratches at the limestone wall and imagines the smell of the chimneys which always burnt at the tall cliff towers. Her eyes close and she can see the gentle sway of the field’s white flowers and the animals that grazed there. Marobi finds herself at peace in the caves with the sound of young white scales playing. A certain type of laughter echoes through the rock pillars and stalactites. She recognizes her son’s giggle and smiles everytime she hears it, imagining his grin and baring his pointy little baby teeth.
By The Trials of White Scale5 years ago in Fiction
Death Knocks
As the sun set on the town of Weston, streetlights popped on while the towns’ folk began winding down for the evening. Not a single soul noticed when a stillness befell upon one of its neighborhoods. No one noticed the mysterious stranger walking towards one house in particular. Inside this cozy little house, Jay is stretched out across his couch, channel surfing and having no luck finding anything of interest to watch, when a sudden knock on his front door made him pause. A loud rap brought him to his feet. Expecting no company, he hesitantly, opened the door.
By Monica Humble5 years ago in Fiction
The Black Witch 6
This weird trio of the lone male, a magnificent witch, and fragile child sat ourselves in a parlor. My shadows positioned themselves around the room. For the first time the guards who watched over me were visibly perturbed. The only reason I could fathom for this is they did not expect a man , a noble at that, to protect a young girl that was decieved into almost killing him. Their eyes let a touch of hope peak through the corner, but it was miniscule in comparison to their expectation that things would turn sour. "One of you go get a maid to bring sweets and tea for us." Kuri not oblivous to their mindstate broke their tension for a moment. "Not you, Saki" Kuri offered as she positioned herself to look at the child still clinging to my chest. Saki brought her foot down midstep and pivoted towards Kuri. "As you wish." Her eyes and voice told the same story, she wished to remove herself from this situation. A situation that had dealt a devastating blow to her beliefs. "Now then my dear amelia, what do you help with around here? You seem like such a mature girl; I'm sure you do a lot." The contradictory voice of Kuri had both the softness one used for a child and plenty of maturity to make amelia feel important.
By Caleb Wagner5 years ago in Fiction
Water
As a boy, I lived close to a raging river. If I kept my bedroom window open at night I could hear the waters tumbling over and over as they roared and rumbled into infinity, for not a half mile from my home an enormous waterfall thundered over a high cliff forming a deep swirling pool of dark water on the rocks below. This river was said to be fed by a hundred streams.
By Dan Glover5 years ago in Fiction
For Renfro
Wilma nestled on the dais next to the King, her shimmering, dark blue scales contrasted with the gilt lining of the throne. She watched as the various supplicants came before their ruler, nodding as her eyes followed each one. Every person gulped when she flicked her tongue out snakelike and let forth a low rumble. Their discomfort amused her.
By Jacob Montanez5 years ago in Fiction
A little copper wire
A little copper wire Manik was shouting that the listener of the newspaper is Jayant. He is lying in an easy chair with his eyes closed. Signs of annoyance on his face. There is no novelty in any news. The killers are killing in that old way. Thieves also invent new ways to steal
By Nikhil Bhowmik5 years ago in Fiction
Burned To Beta
A knock came from the kitchen door. Lavender left the dishes and opened the door. A red-haired, slim female stood on the step. “Ginger, thank you for coming on such short notice.” the older female greeted. “You’re welcome, Mama. You said that it was important. How is the pack?” Ginger responded, entering the kitchen. “The ones that are here are shaken up but coping. The one we are most worried about is Lynexia She watched as her father and mother got as many of the pack to safety as possible. Then the building collapsed around them” LAvender explained. Poor girl. How is she holding up?” Ginger required. “I’ll take you to her.” Lavender offered. The red-haired female followed her mother out of the kitchen. The males continued their conversation as the females left.
By Samantha Shaffer5 years ago in Fiction
Burned To Beta
'Welcome, cousins. “ The older male greeted. “Thank you, ALPHA Cyan.” Wyett shook the male's hand. “How many have arrived?" He inquired. “Two families. “ Cyan responded. “What happened? “ The older female questioned. “Good to see you too, Luna lavender. An omega decided to stage a coupe. He couldn't best anyone in a real fight. So, he poisoned a small group into following him. Then they firebombed the town. Alpha Camus and Luna Sarina worked to get us all to safety. Sadly, they were trapped in the saloon when it collapsed. “ Wyett explained. Lavender gasped and covered her mouth with her hand as tears filled her eyes. “What of the Luna princess? “ A middle-aged female inquired. “Lynexia is in the back of the RV. A couple of hours into the drive she fell asleep, so I laid her down in the bed. “ Aunt Azura responded.
By Samantha Shaffer5 years ago in Fiction
