Fantasy
WEEDS 2: the house of hoodoo
The Pruner at the controls of the hovercraft looked at his partner when suddenly; out of the corner of his eye, he saw a ghostly white object driftin’ jess above the craft. He did a double-take but the ghost was gone the second time around.
By Dr. Stanley G. Robertson5 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 23: Dragonfly's Lessons
Sarah woke the next morning by a small tapping on her shoulder. At first, she just shifted and stirred under her blankets. A moment later she felt another tap that she could not ignore. She rolled over to see who was annoying her first thing in the morning. She opened her eyes to see Dragonfly looking at her. She pulled the blanket up and tucked it securely under chin.
By Sheila L. Chingwa5 years ago in Fiction
Oblivion
Have you ever thought about what makes people forget? What's changing them? It's a story of a boy who more or less concerns us all, and we can all tell it, somehow. That's what Adam was like. Strange man, though quite young. He was looking for mystery in all parts of his life. He always saw the background and always analyzed the personality of every person he knew. He was always trying to figure out what evidence everyone was hiding inside, the most hidden, the things that not everyone can see with the naked eye.
By Isavella Ziova5 years ago in Fiction
The Owl Who Knew My Name
I watched as they left her in this old barn. It wasn’t run-down and tattered. Still fairly new and was built around a 30-ft tree. But it has been abandoned for a while… So as the tree went through the phases with the weather so did the barn. But I don’t think that was really their concern right now. As they placed her right under a branch that had just enough leaves to cover her, they left in a flash. Not before saying their goodbyes, however. Tears in their eyes they looked at her longingly before saying:
By K.J.George5 years ago in Fiction
Citizen of the Night
Evenfall brought with it the shield of darkness that Sorro found himself craving more and more, so often in fact he felt his desire for it's protection as soon as the sun had risen; a place to learn, a place to hide, but mostly- a place of escape. There was freedom in this blanket of stars which fell each night, oh yes...but he'd remembered his teachings well enough.
By Adelae Guevara5 years ago in Fiction
A Fight for the Middle of Nowhere
Garret Beckman lived in the middle of nowhere. The farmlands stretched out for miles. A trip to town took at least an hour going eighty on the empty roads in a standard F150. He began working as a farm hand for the Hollers. Mrs. Holler had taken him in as one of her boys. She cooked a hearty meal in the morning for all the workers, her two sons Jake and Mike, and her daughter Abby. Garret didn’t really have a family of his own, not that he minded being alone, but he really enjoyed the Hollers company and was particularly fond of Abby. He found her to be smart and ambitious. Though she helped her mom with the household, she wanted to go to college and get into entertainment and business. She wanted to make money so her family didn’t have to work so hard. She was usually trying to figure out different ways to make income on the side especially when the crops weren’t doing well. Garret knew all of this because he listened and observed. Before he became their farmhand, he would perch atop their red barn keeping the rodents away. Garret was a were owl that flew to this happy spot of nowhere and made this farm his home. When he learned of the kind hearted family that ran the place he observed them for a month and became protective of them. One day he offered himself, in his human form, as a farmhand.
By L.A. Kirchheimer 5 years ago in Fiction
The Secret Timeless Tales of Hugo Decantes
Welcome to a history lesson from one of the oldest people ever you'll never get a more accurate telling because I was alive, and I was there. I'm from the beginning and to be open and honest that was SOOO long ago I couldn’t possibly remember, but a few "infinites" date the Fall of Nowhere to 90,000 years ago.
By Elijah Davis5 years ago in Fiction
A Flash of White
The murky orange hue was spreading fast in the sky signalling the approach of the Dark. Korak knew he should be heading back home. But his stomach was still knotted up and tense. The throbbing head was no better. Going back home before he was calmer would mean further clashes with his mum, possibly even with Hajoor, their clan leader.
By Rhea Dyuti5 years ago in Fiction
