Fantasy
The Lion's Hunt: Part 6
Click Here for Part V or Click Here to Start From the Beginning. PART VI The team’s canisters slowly filled with luminous rain as Commander Vyuum slumped onto the largest nearby rock. Olin’ couldn't have noticed the Commander's weariness before, perhaps too wrapped up in the idea of Commander Vyuum, the war hero than Etom’Vyuum, the Kurin. The weight of expectation must have been immense, Olin' thought. And to hold onto that responsibility for decades, there were so few commanders that lasted even half as long.
By David Riley 5 years ago in Fiction
Knighthood
The glow of the summer sun shines through the waving leaves of the trees as it is blown by a gentle breeze. The Silent Woods that rests at the navel of the Great Ananseana Peninsula is known for its thick forest where danger is believed to be lurking within. Goat headed giants, Monsterous wild boars, ghosts, witches - these are just a few of what many believe resides within this mysterious part of this world.
By Knighthood5 years ago in Fiction
Esther Abercrombie and the Legend of Loch Ness
Glasgow's Central Station was busy. Humans and creatures hurried from train to platform to exit in a constant flow of bodies. The place was awash with the hissing and chugging of the green liveried steam engines as they entered and departed Glasgow’s finest departure point. There was a heavy stench of burning coal mixed with the sweet scent of water vapour and the air was alive with the sounds of city life: footsteps too numerous to count, whistles being blown, guards shouting, people chatting and the colourful stall holders yelling their wares. As a country girl, I revelled in this new found excitement and couldn’t help but stare at the office girls as they walked by in their pretty patterned dresses and beautifully decorated straw hats.
By Dawn Nelson5 years ago in Fiction
Quiet waters
Quiet waters Silent land The wind became still. The darkness deepened, sounds became silence. The universe was holding its breath and all that was around waited. Life itself seemed to have been sucked out of the whole area. Death, like a dank and deep drain, dragged down everything that had life. After an hour a slight ripple disturbed the surface of the water, so very slowly, like a mountain growing, the ripple became a wave radiating out from a center of such darkness that light itself ceased to exist in it. That most ancient of all creatures, the Kraken, had surfaced to breath. Just one breath every million years it came to take the air, the joy, the life from all within its reach.
By Peter Rose5 years ago in Fiction
A Vampire Walks into a Gas Station
The words on the faded white sign still shone clear in my mind as I blew out a final puff of nicotine-laced smoke, grinding out the remains of my cigarette beneath the heel of my boot. I don’t remember when I started going to these meetings, but they had become my only form of socialization since the whole wedding fiasco.
By Amalie Ascanius5 years ago in Fiction
This Side of the Horizon
Kenzie stood on the edge of the cliffs watching the fishing boats silhouetted against the horizon. The white-capped waves crashed against the rocks below. She longed to be out on the sea, sailing away from here, away from the only home she had ever known. There just wasn’t much left for her here. The winds blew her shoulder-length brown hair back from her face and made her green eyes water slightly. She glanced down at the rocks for a moment. She thought she saw something down there, an animal maybe. It had been dark brown, almost blending in with the wet stones. Whatever it was, she couldn’t see it anymore. She pulled her jacket tighter against the chilly winds and turned to head home.
By Natalie Demoss5 years ago in Fiction
Ulysses and the Sirens
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By Roland Arvidssen5 years ago in Fiction
Flash Fiction | The Sun Fairy
As I continued to chase Sophia through the forest the light became dimmer and dimmer the deeper into the lush landscape I ventured. Soon, I had to slow my pace considerably as it became so dark I could no longer see my outstretched hand.
By Jennifer Gulbrandsen5 years ago in Fiction
