Sci Fi
The Name of the Dragon
The sun was beginning to set. She knew she had to hurry if she was going to make it back to her hut before nightfall. But her dinner was putting up a fight. She had to use all her strength to wrestle its horns to the ground. She pressed her knee against its side to keep its body from writhing. Finally, it stopped moving. Its big eyes just looked at her. She knew that look. She could tell it knew its fight was over. It knew it was going to die even before she slid the blade across its throat.
By THE SPEAR SISTERS4 years ago in Fiction
Two Universes
This story begins on two planets in two dimensions. Aerth was ruled by two twin brothers, Regash and Bagash, they were good and loved their planet and their people. Both brothers were about 6’3”, with bald heads and black eyes. The only difference they had was Bagash had a scar on the right side of his head where he fell off a tree when he was a kid and lastly, they can both do magic. Others on Aerth could do magic as well, but Regash and Bagash’s bloodline was the strongest of them all, which is why they rule. Both had sons Redash’s was named Covot he’s 12 and Badash’s Tilbar who is 14 and loving wives Tepa and Ranet.
By Robert Kegel4 years ago in Fiction
Lessons In Spoken Flame
Part 1: Lovers Painted Blind Two bodies entwined in rhythmic centrifuge thump against damp earth, flattening over clover blossoms and weevils in their rapturous downhill wake. The young lovers barrel into a woodpile near the edge of Feeding Forest, where none, at all, were permitted. Never.
By Jessica Berkmen4 years ago in Fiction
Silver Line of Power
A fiery rain poured over my head at sunrise as the field artillery fired from the other side, sending their led balls hurdling towards us. All I wanted was to get out alive. This dreadful war was the worst thing I had gone through. It was worse than when three of my cousins died the same day of cholera. If only the South would just surrender. They were on the path to defeat, why delay the inevitable and cause more death. They called what we were doing ‘Northern aggression,’ but I had called what they were doing land theft. Jefferson Davis was the one who wanted to break off from the union, but maybe Lincoln could make a few concessions, give the South some of their own land in exchange for every slave and draftee on their side being freed. I had no preference as to which side won, I just hated fighting. I was no cowardly deserter though. I had fought gallantly with my honor and integrity intact.
By Alex H Mittelman 4 years ago in Fiction
The Silver Blood and the Last Dragon
It was a warm and starry night in the forest. The moon and stars were shining over the space between the pine trees like a light bulb, bringing all of the vegetation into the spotlight, for all to see. Only a light breeze was swimming along the trees and vegetation, as everything else stood still.
By Pircalabu Stefan4 years ago in Fiction
“Deception, Devotion, and Destruction”
The largest asteroid orbiting Xira Glowing Five had been known as a pirate haven for decades, but no one had ever bothered to mount a sufficient naval force to take them out. One of the reasons for such reluctance was the rumor that the asteroid had some sort of ancient defensive system that could destroy any ship up to a four-decker in size without firing a shot. No admiral had bothered to challenge that rumor. Without a major fleet effort, the only way into the maw of the defenses was to sneak in as a pirate yourself.
By David White4 years ago in Fiction
Protected By Death
"Finally," Catherine Dawson said to herself as the Long Island Rail Road (LIRR) train to Farmingdale she was on announced her stop. Minutes later, the train stopped at the right stop, and the door opened. Pulling a small Ziplite Lime-green Samsonite suitcase behind her, relief etched on her face. She eases towards the exit.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
