Fantasy
A Familiar Shadow
In the inky blackness of a new moon, all was still. All creatures had settled in for the night. The last few leaves still left on their trees had finished rustling as the wind died down in a hurry. It might have seemed peaceful to some, but others would notice the eerie silence. Before any could understand the feeling of foreboding, the attack came. Flashes of green light shot through the darkness. Screams shattered the night as the sky burst into emerald flames. The whole village was alight. Witches, shamans, and healers ran in crazed terror. Shadows laughed with evil glee as they flicked between the flames. A small child stood near one of the buildings that had not completely burned yet. Her wispy blonde hair clung to her face as it mingled with the tears on her cheeks. She was frozen with fear and no one paid her any attention in the chaos. The familiar army had come for revenge, and they would leave no survivors.
By Chelsea Thatcher5 years ago in Fiction
Saturn Reserve
“Karma, get your fresh cut karma here! You can’t avoid it and you cannot run away, might as well come and get yours today, rather than making the man come and give it to ya!” A loud robotic voice thundered through the sky and just like everyone else, Marina came out of her apartment to observe Saturn’s not so surprising return. She blew smoke up at the sky and watched the people in the building across from hers. People filed out onto their balconies in floods.hey had been waiting for nearly 15 years since he did his last check in. It had only been a matter of the hour he would appear. She was in the 30 and single commune building 334 apartment CBC (as in celibate but {not by} choice). Some people had already been outside when karma hit. Cyclones of buzzing colorful winds spun around, dancing over the concrete and grass plains of the new found zodiac city. It had seemed like a wonderful idea, until they all realized that karma was so much easier to dish out when 95 Capricorns lived in the building next door to where 98 Scorpios lived. Each person had their own cyclone of woes and karma to deal with. Some were red, some were blue, others were gradients of green and orange, others were literally like the rainbow. Marina couldn’t believe her eyes, she watched the cackling, electric blue lightning turn the brightest green she’d ever seen in her life for the second time. Hazel green eyes flashed in the back of her mind. The sky growled loudly overhead, snatching her attention to the black clad sky that immediately pulled her into it. She was surrounded by darkness that hummed like a million little buzzing insects. The humming vibrated through her body, tiny electromagnetic shocks coursing through her. She was almost certain she’d been struck by lightning, except, she was still somehow awake. But she wasn’t on her balcony, sky gazing anymore. The green lightning resumed, this time much closer to her. “You know, when she touched the roses, she went crazy.” Whispers of disembodied voices filled the air with secrets that she shouldn’t know. “Why won’t they leave me alone?” That was her voice. Somewhere deep inside of the night she was crying. She only vaguely remembered that 15 year old girl; a figment of yesteryear. Memories of childhood bullies and disappointments flurried through the darkness in a fruity smelling purple haze.
By Xarli XCosmo5 years ago in Fiction
The Hillkeeper
Great. Absolutely great, Luna thought to herself. That sense of restlessness always propelled her to travel and explore, but sometimes it did her no favors. It was the main reason she now found herself in a small Irish village laying on her stomach in the damp dirt. Having recently finished an undergraduate degree in archeology she had found work as a field assistant at an archaeological dig.
By Hailee H. Dhein5 years ago in Fiction
Lights of a Siren
A layer of sweat glued Andrew’s shirt to the skin on his back. There was no light to be found in the room he sat in, only cold, stale air. The man shuddered, muttering a “Hello” into the darkness, trying to mask any fear creeping inside him. He lifted his arms for the tenth time in vain, hoping somehow time had changed the result, but the leather straps around his wrists tugged his arms back into place against the metal. A piercing ring echoed in Andrew’s ears and miniature green orbs stung his eyes. He squeezed them shut as if the orbs could be expelled like lemon seeds. Fear filled his veins, swimming into his heart and triggering palpitations.The orbs receded to darkness while the ringing turned into a smooth, eerily magical voice, “Andrzej”.
By Rose Silva5 years ago in Fiction
The Unfurling
Caraliya looked ahead as the young servant girl moved with the presence of one entranced. Closing her eyes, Caraliya felt the touch of dark power seeping from behind the closed door aheada. She could feel it touch all of her senses now. Quick flashes of fire shot along her veins from the warning of danger, creating sparks at her fingertips, awakening the magic within. The earth beneath her feet began to tremble, the stones on the floor rattling. She couldn’t tell if it was her or the magic emanating from the room ahead that was responsible. But her magic bubbled, her veins itching from her constraint on her power.
By Sandie Edwards 5 years ago in Fiction
Green Orbs
I just left a very important meeting. I just closed a deal for drilling oil in the Arctic. My life was about to be more filthy rich. I could now buy that 20 million dollar mansion in Hawaii. Oh god no I do not want to be in the cold. I mean nice hunting for trophies but I am not a nature guy. Well cold nature guy. Maybe I’m not a nature guy at all. Oh well.
By Kohl Younger5 years ago in Fiction
