fantasy
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When It Rains
Madani had resolved to not cry today - told herself that crying wasn’t what a warrior did. A warrior was strong, striving for Valhalla and accepting death as it came, yet, her chest felt so hollow, she wasn’t sure what else she was meant to do with herself. The ordeal had been living off of her energy, clawing its way underneath her skin until it took every last piece of who she once felt she was. Madani had known she needed to be better than a distant commander, but she felt beyond herself, not quite within reach.
By Corinne Plummer6 years ago in Futurism
Three Music Spells
Most people kept photos which reminded them of how they were before the civil war began. I kept my music player. It was the only thing of real value to me -- perhaps more valuable than the blue-gold and red-gold stones that had been passed on to me by my mother. “Mel,” she told me, “Those are rock moons. You don’t sell them. They should always be with our family. Pass them on to your children.” “What if I don’t have children?” I asked my mom. “Then swallow those rocks,” She said so earnestly that I thought she was testing me.
By KM Varilla6 years ago in Futurism
Jinx and Felix
This story takes place long time ago in a world similar to our own. However in this world many mythical creatures and supernatural beings dwell upon its surface. It tells of a forbidden love in a twisted place between two people named Jinx and Felix.
By Mystery Writer6 years ago in Futurism
Orion, the Hunter
Chapter 1: The Tides Orion ordered another glass of wine with a beguiling smile and the lightest touch of magic to ensure that the bartender forgot to ask for their ID. They hadn’t used magic on a mundane since they were a child but it was necessary for the mission. It was a violation of everything they had been taught…but desperate times and all that rot.
By Jess Lauro6 years ago in Futurism
A Small Battle
"No Twiggle, we gather the light blue petals, not the yellow ones." Meggit scolded. "But Sir Zeet said to pick the softest petals for the magic elixir!" Twiggle argued. He pulled down the long green stem and buried his brown face into the center of a Black-Eyed Susan . "The yellow ones are so beautiful. And they smell so sweet!"
By Debbie McCarthy6 years ago in Futurism
Alder
Prologue “Bravery, compassion, courage, knowledge, and strength are just some of the ingredients needed for the use of magic. Magic is said to be the basis of life. Life is the gift given to us by our parents and their parents before them. So if you cherish the life you are given and grateful for how you came to be, then you can truly master magic. Remember this, Alder, if you are to truly learn.” This was the first real lesson Alder’s teacher ever taught him. He believed it to be the only thing he would never forget.
By Derek Dyer6 years ago in Futurism
The Fifth Pass
The Fifth Pass By Gage Fine Lore The sweet breeze of early autumn was making Charlie frustrated. The fine pillowy clouds and bright cheery day had him tapping his foot impatiently. It was made worse by the excited calls of children ready for their weekend, and the beautiful warble of birds chirping merrily in trees just turning to their fantastic fall colors. "No." Thought Charlie. "Today is just too nice for a funeral!"
By Gage Fine Lore6 years ago in Futurism
The Little Black Book
Elise’s head knocked against the compartment window. The train lights flickered, brakes screeched. Blinking herself awake, she realised she was the only passenger left, that she had slept through her stop, and the train had pulled into a station she didn’t recognise. The lights were off and twilight smudged the station, with only streetlights stretching along the path to guide the way.
By Blake Lindwall6 years ago in Futurism
