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The Dark Chronicles
"Well then... Here we are, once again." It appeared to be night time. The sky was black as silk cloth. A man, dressed In black, and wearing sunglasses, was gathered with several others, In what looked to be A Picnic Area. Street lights, dimly lit the Area. They were all sitting At A table, with small buildings behind them, while A river that looked to contain blood, flowed through It's banks.
By Serenity In Flames7 years ago in Futurism
The Survived
I looked around the room. I could try and contact my brother if I could use the computer or telephone. The telephone would not help me much since I had no idea where he was. The best chance I had was through the computer. I could do it quickly before Ralph got back with my things. I walked over to the computer and without sitting on the chair I booted it up. It made a few whirring noises, the screen started to brighten up. A beaming sound came through the system and there was a login pop-up. I clicked the icon and I hoped no password was required. The computer immediately logged in. I was lucky. This made things slightly easier. I immediately found settings and set up my password. I heard footsteps outside, they were inching closer to the apartment door. I abruptly turned off the computer, I heard the doorknob turn. I tried my best to act casual as Ralph came in holding bags of my new clothes, I helped him through the door with the clothing.
By Adrianna M. Braun7 years ago in Futurism
The Starry City
A rabbit scurried across the wet grass of the valley, which had been enveloped by the starry black of the night. It's mighty legs propelled it through the land at remarkable speed. It neared it's burrow, a hole in the ground under a hit in the valley.
By Jelani Kadiya7 years ago in Futurism
The Survived
I woke up in the morning. I did not recognize the bed I was in until I remember all that happened. I opened the closet and chose an outfit, it did not look like something I would wear, it was a black dress with a white collar, the other clothes to choose from were even worse, they were not practical, other dresses were long and went down to the floor. How was someone supposed to walk in that? I stepped out of my room and the lady that met me yesterday was here again.
By Adrianna M. Braun7 years ago in Futurism
Luna's Letter
“Dad! Where are you?” Luna steps outside, trying to find Alaric, her father. Scanning the enormous backyard that accompanies their castle like home, Luna can’t seem to find her dad. She has searched the entire house and now the outside, “Where could he be?” she thought to herself. A smile spreads across her face before she runs inside the house, towards her dad’s private study.
By Mikayla Booth7 years ago in Futurism
Two Betrayed Chapter 4
Suqqu had scouted ahead, her tiny size kept her hidden high up in the trees. But she did have to worry about eagles or any other birds of prey that might want her for a snack. So far however, nothing came to attack. And Racker her protector had finely tuned instincts. Marcellus and his wife the bounty hunters, were crouch walking to their location. As quickly as her little feet would allow her, she scampered back to where Racker was hiding 25 feet from the man they hung upside down in the trees.
By Ian Worrall7 years ago in Futurism
The Murder Of Mother Nature
She stands there in the distance, the breeze combing lovingly through her long hair. Her bright eyes reflecting the beautiful shades of yellow and orange of the sun as it disappeared behind the planet. She blinks, eyes shining as white snowflakes dance as they drift softly from the sky. Intricate patterns decorate her skin as she bathes in the glow of the sunset.
By Ruth Griffiths-James7 years ago in Futurism
Clockworks Chronicles of Zahn
9) The Ointment and the Fly Two weeks ago, … Maritza Walker, or Mitzie to her friends had just arrived at the parking lot for the Brass Goggles Association of Austin Texas. She was there for the Fifth Annual Fashion and Gears Festival. This was the third time she had taken part in the competition. She was hoping she would finally win the clockworks competition instead of second place like she had the previous two years.
By Scott Hawver7 years ago in Futurism
Clockworks Cronicles of Zahn
8) Justice’s Hammer Falls Judge Sir Henry Waldheim sat behind the bench waiting for the next case. He was the magistrate of minor cases on the palace grounds as well as for all cases for the district immediately surrounding the Imperial Palace.
By Scott Hawver7 years ago in Futurism
