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The Alchemist's Practice Chapter 10
Edric returned to Nuumad's Blessing with a pack filled to the brim with the forest's bounty. It was well past noon when he arrived, and so it was empty of villagers. He noticed Wynn with a cup of tea in front of her and a book in her hands.
Jeremy McLeanPublished 3 years ago in FuturismPetals on the Sand
The morning sun shines through the palm trees as the shadows danced from the light that glistened on my cheeks. The sandy ground had a warmth that was comfortable like an old blanket and I was wrapped inside of it. I sat up, a bit unaware of where I was and brushed myself off as best as I could. I Looked around and saw the beauty which was before me. I didnβt know why I was there or how I got there but I was glad I was in a safe place.
Deborah WalkerPublished 3 years ago in FuturismThe World You Left Behind
π π₯πππ±π’π― π¬π«π’: π°π¦π°π±π’r Obsidian waves lunged like jutting rock, crashing against each other, breaking into explosions of mist. Broken waves plummeted, gathering low before rising again for vengeance.
THE FALLING OF THE FACTORY
Daniel heard the dry branches and leaves breaking under the wheel of his wheelchair, progressing gradually through the lopsided desolate landscape. Indeed, even at his lethargic speed, his back shook because of the stones encompassing the workshop's nurseries. A charming smell discovered its way through his old shaggy nostrils, filling his lungs with pleasantness as he walked around the fog.
sachin panditPublished 3 years ago in FuturismPirate Outcast
Pirate Outcast Chapter 1 Sea Gully Flames darted across the campfire in the midnight breeze. Ramsey looked up to the twinkling stars and moon peaking beneath the hazy clouds. He turned his head to the crackling sound of the embers burning took a big whiff, βAh, nothing like the smell of a toasted logs on a cool night.β Glancing to his left was his dear friend Billy, his dirty blonde hair dangling in front of his eyes suddenly flew with the wind gust. While, Ramsey only had brown locks, he envied the natural highlights his best friend had. Billy's blue eyes caught attention and stared deeply into Ramsey almost golden eyes. Secretly, Billy coveted that unique gold hue, even though his own eyes were unique. Billy was white with freckles on his cheekbones, while Ramsey had a mysterious almost Polynesian skin tone.
Phoenix RisingPublished 3 years ago in FuturismPirate Outcast
StaPirate Outcast Chapter 1 Sea Gully Flames darted across the campfire in the midnight breeze. Ramsey looked up to the twinkling stars and moon peaking beneath the hazy clouds. He turned his head to the crackling sound of the embers burning, took a big whiff, βAh, nothing like the smell of a toasted logs on a cool night.β Glancing to his left was his dear friend Billy, his dirty blonde hair dangling in front of his eyes suddenly flew with the wind gust. While, Ramsey only had brown locks, he envied the natural highlights his best friend had. Billy's blue eyes caught attention and stared deeply into Ramsey almost golden eyes. Secretly, Billy coveted that unique gold hue, even though his own eyes were unique. Billy was white with freckles on his cheekbones, while Ramsey had a mysterious almost Polynesian skin tone.
Phoenix RisingPublished 3 years ago in FuturismThe Veritas
Some days when she felt close to losing her purpose she did well to remember. Remember where she came from. Remember what her family were capable of. Remember what her family wanted her to do and how back then, killing herself seemed like a far better option than marriage.
Descendants Of The Sea
In the early hours of the morning, when the mist still lingered in the air and clung to the dewy grass of the clifftop, Eden woke to the sound of birds and the gloriously bright rising of the sun. The sea below crashed rhythmically against the cliff's rocky edge. Eden's hair, tangled with the fallen leaves of autumn, was cold against her skin as she sat up. In front of her, the whole world was waking. And behind her, a little closer to the tree Eden had slept under, something else was waking. Something that had flipped her world upside down.
Leigh HooperPublished 3 years ago in FuturismDust Devil Dimensions
Chapter 3 β Medieval Times I could not believe my eyes. There was a town at the bottom of the other side of the hill. A medieval town, I should mention. It had a wooden wall around it and a single gateway in the front. Probably, here would be a get-away tunnel or other type of exit in the back. I suspected they closed the gates at night. I know I would. In medieval times, you never knew who or what could be lurking in the dark of night. I was not even considering the possibility of there being dragons around. I certainly wasn't going to say anything about dragons to Shirley.
Robert TaylorPublished 3 years ago in FuturismApostrophe
"If the frailties of old age have been eliminated, what is left?" I am 100 years old today. I thought about how the deep hues of blue and white crashed together in the ocean. These currents were centuries old but never lost their strength. Thousands of the water's bubbles swirled around me, as my hair danced lightly under the surface. Looking up, rays of light glistened through it's layers. Around this time, the water was warm.
Kyra LopezPublished 3 years ago in FuturismThe Dreamer: Chapter 7
Marcus scanned the room for his friends at their usual table. The cafeteria is one of those that have long tables lined up in rows. There are five rows of two tables each. At each table there are twenty round stools attached to it so you can not move them. Marcus, Jonathan, and Jeff always ate lunch together. After the day he was having, Marcus just wanted to relax with his buddies. Marcus walked over to the table and smiled genuinely to see that Jeff and Jonathan were waiting for him. As he sat down he thought to himself, βLife will be so much different if I can not stop the accident.β
Theodore DembowskiPublished 3 years ago in Futurismβ Oscar & Brae β [PART II]
Brae made her way to the pod as Oscar scooted back to his console. After a few silent taps, all the screens became a puzzle constructed of the pod's interior. Brae stepped inside after the doors decompressed. Perfectly in frame on the monitors she looked large and small all at once.
Samuel OlukayodePublished 3 years ago in Futurism