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Submitted to Contest #211
“Oh, where is it this time…” Harris the librarian muttered as he started rooting around his desk. “Not here… perhaps on a shelf again? It does like to wander…” Harris was an older fellow, but a good hand to have around the library. Most didn’t even visit unless they knew he’d be there. Harris was always good for a story or two, and knew where just about every book in the library belonged, and all the people who visited the library, including their preferences. He spoke in three languages, and signed in quite a few languages as well. If Harri...
Submitted to Contest #206
Imagine a bug zapper and what it sounds like. Now imagine that the sound and light are encircling you and you can’t see anything past it. Ya know what’s worse than that? Add the fact that you can’t remember anything else about yourself, other than your age. In my case? I’m nine and a half. Yep. That’s me. Enjoy the ride. “Move along child, its time to go.” A gruff voice calls as the light finally fades away and the sounds stop buzzing. I blink and am able to see. I look around, though it is hard. The world I am in is bleak, or should I say ...
Submitted to Contest #186
*Warning Notes: Mentions of injuries and ptsd Time is broken. The world is frozen, from the ocean’s waves in mid form, looking more like frosting, to the leaning trees that look like they’ll break. Nature is frozen, and only a few of the world’s creatures still move. A young girl sits on the edge of a cliff, staring out at the scene in front of her. The sun is frozen in front of her, half cut off the edge of the frozen ocean. Her gaze is dulled with heartbreak and confusion. Time is broken. She is aware. She’s aware that time won’t move ...
Submitted to Contest #179
Secretly dating is considered cute but concerning. Secretly dating someone from another kingdom is considered star crossed lovers. Secretly dating the princess of said foreign kingdom while no one knows you’re one of the princes of the opposite kingdom on the other side of the map is considered foolish, reckless, and likely to get you killed. Collin Rakin Junior, or more commonly called “Collin Kin”, was fully aware of how stupid the heart could be at times. It was one of the things that screwed over his life after all, though not usually h...
Submitted to Contest #177
*Warning, references to slavery and child abuse She didn’t know what to think as she gazed upon the people who had been brought before her. They were children, teens, and adults, but they had all been slaves for some amount of time. Some for weeks, some for years. All of them were muttering in different languages, but all seeming to understand each other for some reason or another. Queen Crystal was looking at a crowd of people that had been taken from their homes, their kingdoms, and been forced into labor and to fight to survive. A lot of...
Submitted to Contest #176
*References to character death and slavery, implied multiple deaths, but no actual death in this short. Yes, my characters both have PTSD, and yes they are trying to act like they are fine, even in front of each other. This is part of a collection I'm making. Order is irrellevant to collection, but is relevant to prompts instead. Enjoy. Dr. Collin Kin was a brilliant scientist. Never let it be denied. The young man was also a brilliant alchemist. Magic was something he could do easily. His own first language was the magical one of his home ...
Submitted to Contest #174
Julian was waiting at a coffee shop, sipping on a decaf latte. Having a scientist for a father had interesting affects on his life, including knowing how caffeine would affect him. He tended to avoid it. He was waiting on his friend Kaleem to show up. The man had been over the moon about another friend visiting from another kingdom. Apparently the two were close enough to be called brothers, despite how they were obviously from different families. Julian sighed as he mentally went through the shock of having his father returned to him after ...
Submitted to Contest #165
Volo looked on in shock as he took in his home. His youngest son, an adult in his twenties, was bawling into his elder sister’s hold. One of his granddaughters was looking through book after book, trying to figure out how to solve the problem. Volo could only swallow as tears threatened to fall from his face. He was immortal. His family was not. He had adopted his latest three children, but his granddaughter was of his blood. His youngest son was a twin. One who was missing his other half. The elder twin was gone. Had been gone for two years...
Submitted to Contest #164
Warning* Story contains mention of slavery, self-hatred/loathing, past harm, murder, and your classic evil stepmother. Also implied rape. sorry about this. Collin awoke with a groan. He hated today. He knew what day it was. Of course he did. He couldn’t forget anything, no matter how much he wished he could. Some might say that meant he couldn’t get over things, but no, it was more of he kept thinking of how he had failed in most things. It was the day his mother died. The day his home burned in black fire. The day he was sold into slaver...
Submitted to Contest #162
Cole wakes up before dawn each morning. He cleans himself up and starts tying up an apron on him. He’s small but determined. He doesn’t speak. He can’t. He doesn’t let it get him down. He found a language he can speak in without any trouble. He starts by making working the dough he let rise overnight. He knows his town and knows them well by now. After he is done with his pastries, he packages them carefully just as the sun starts to peak. It’s still early, but that never deters Cole. Cole puts his packages and bags into a wagon and starts ...
Submitted to Contest #161
Akari was panting hard as she looked at the creatures around her. Some were on her side, others were her attackers. The stupid bush-faced mayor. He sent out a child in the place of an adult. She was a sacrificial lamb to these monsters in a sense, because she was an orphan. Very few would miss her. She knew it to be true. Her sword was covered in the blood of the monsters before her, both parties still standing despite injuries. She swung her sword once more, clearing a path for her dog and herself to run. She was a beast tamer, but sometime...
Submitted to Contest #160
The whistle blows, drawing my attention. I get up from my desk and make my way over. The kettle’s starting to scream by the time I get over to my kitchen. My own fault really. My home is a mess. I get out a mug after pulling the kettle off and setting it on a back burner. I turned off the stove already. I can still hear it singing as I get my cocoa powder measured out. I pour in the hot water, allowing it to flood the grainy chocolate mix. When I’m satisfied with the volume, I grab a spoon and start stirring with one hand while the other put...
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