Young Adult
A young reindeer herder meets his sweetheart
Ánte’s fingers closed around the reindeer’s horn. The strong bull responded immediately; it pulled and refused to stand still. At the same moment, Ánte caught sight of Erik across the field. Erik’s brown-bear-colored eyes focused on him.
By Flagler Danzig4 years ago in Fiction
Miracle’s Curse
Mari swallowed a yawn, hiding her mouth behind a fist. She had been reading for hours. Not that the books weren't interesting—not at all—but she hadn't done much else. Leon was skimming through the next book on her list, making sure it was important enough to spend time on, while he paced the room, twirling his triton in his hand absentmindedly.
By Victoria Cage4 years ago in Fiction
Unfamiliar
Clementine watched eagerly as her mother placed more logs onto the growing pile for the evening’s bonfire. Tonight, will be the night, she just knew it. For as long as anyone could remember, witches and warlocks on their sixth year of celebrating Beltane, receive the gift of their Familiar from the forest. This year was Clementine’s turn.
By Bianca Pole4 years ago in Fiction
Ancient Friends & New Ventures
A gentle, chilly breeze drifted between the green leaves of the trees. A shrill wail echoed throughout the woods. Lost and alone, a toddler stumbled through thick undergrowth. Tears streamed down the small girl's pale face as her short white hair and long white dress danced in the wind. Her bright green eyes darted out of sheer terror as she walked and crawled through the forest.
By Mel E. Furnish4 years ago in Fiction
The Scaled Child
The child showed no fear as the shadow passed over it, cut through low hung clouds and returned to engulf this frail body in ultimate darkness. Indeed, the child merely reached out towards the leathery wings, the sharpened talons, the heat expelling from the nostrils. Sometimes the prey doesn't recognize the predator and this seemed to vex the dragon. It stood upright and beat heavy wings until the branches shuddered and the leaves fell. The child rolled backwards and came up laughing. The dragon, becoming enraged, tested it further, bringing one great golden eye within orbit of the child's face, blinking slowly until the lizard like iris revealed vague eons of a dominant species. The child merely saw itself in that domed reflection and smiled. The dragon sniffed at it to which the child let out a great sneeze, sending a gout of snot across the dragon's scales. It recoiled in disgust. It could eat this thing here and now and be done with it. It had done far worse for lesser transgressions. Yet something about this child made it appear bigger than the mere morsel it might offer the beast. It brought a claw down around the child, three talons encasing it like a prison cage. Then, careful not to tear the precious flesh of the babe, it scooped it up, clumps of earth and all and carried it through the air towards a cave in the distance. What sounds the child could be heard to make seemed almost joyous in nature.
By Kincaid Jenkins4 years ago in Fiction
The Witch, the Dragon, and the Orphan. (Chapter 1)
CHAPTER 1 When Fumre the Adored found me as a toddler it changed my life forever, I was orphaned. I never knew why my parents abandoned me. It wasn’t until I came into my own magickal talents that I knew why they abandoned me. The locals were always afraid of the unknown as magick seemed to die out over time. The untold arts seemed to gain as the belief seemed to grow as well. No one knew why until everyone saw dragons and the looming darkness in the air shift.
By Emily Radford(Rising Phoenix)4 years ago in Fiction









