Elizabeth Burrows

“The Man at the Station” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #168

By the time I stepped off the train that evening there were angry dark clouds hanging from the sky. They bathed the world in their dark color and dipped so close to the earth that I felt all I had to do was reach up to touch their silky smooth pummels. Clouds of dark colors that now are nothing more than a memory. A moment in time that will forever be engraved in my mind. A day that will never be forgotten, details that will eternally be remembered. It was the day I first saw him.   He stood there hunched over with hands in his pocket...

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“I Just Want to be Free” by Elizabeth Burrows

Note: This story has hints of self harm and mental health issuses. If that is a senstive topic for you then be aware and stay safe. Day one, I don’t know where this all begins and where it all ends, all I know is I’m lost. Lost in the darkest of mazes, it’s been a day since I was left here, with nothing more than the clothes on my back and this journal. I just feel lost and hopeless, the walls of the maze seem to be closing in around me. My hands are still shaking from panic-induced fear, yet somehow I find myself able to hold this pen an...

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“It's Fun to Defy Evil” by Elizabeth Burrows

“You wanna do something fun?” A small smirk rested on his face and Fay felt herself shiver at that look. It was that look that had caused so much pain and suffering. The look he would get in his eyes when he was bored and was looking to spice up his life. And now he had had that look on his face. Fay felt a sharp sting of irritation run through her before she snapped. “Now is not the time, Revon. Can’t you see I’m in a bit of a crisis,” spinning she stomped across the room, her blonde hair swishing from side to side. Reaching the other side ...

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“Wanted” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #74

“Ten.” Rain fell like a wall from the sky soaking the earth in rejuvenating water.  The wind rushed through the sky bending the trees and forcing them to bow to the earth.  The roar of the rain drowned out all other sounds.  Only the rumbling of thunder cried louder than the rain.  Its intense vibrations flowing through the earth.  Amidst the wind and the rain, a lone woman stood facing the elements.  Her body swaying slowly as she stood on the edge, staring down at the turning water below.  The rain had pl...

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“Left or Right” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #66

Soft footfalls and the insistent sound of water dripping from the ceiling onto the cold stone floor echoed through the corridors.  Stone walls and metal bars lined the corridor.  Metal bars that separated the unfortunate from freedom.  There were rows of cells with many different types of people.  Some people were more desperate than others, clawing at the ground and throwing themselves at the bars.  Some had accepted the situation and simply sat there in disinterest in what was going on around them.  And others...

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“Stretch Out Your Hand” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #63

“By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire,” a broken voice had whispered, “We did not stand a chance.” A man had uttered those words when he had stumbled into their village, hardly able to stand. His body had been battered and torn. Ugly burns had littered his skin and the air around him was filled with the stench of burnt flesh. Storm had been a young boy at the time. He had not understood what was going on, but the image of the man was forever burnt into his mind. Just like the symbol that was burnt i...

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“Where Have You Come From” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #62

The dark angry clouds rolled across the sky covering everything in their shadows.  They hung so low to the ground that it seemed like one could touch them if they only reached up.  The wind that had been constantly blowing came to a halt as the last rays of sun were covered by the dark clouds.  In the stillness that followed darkness engulfed the land.  With everything bathed in the darkness the clouds nothing looked the same.  Trees that had stood so tall and beautiful above the earth had turned into looming nightma...

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“A Touch of Lavender” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #61

The wind raced through the trees and out into the clearing with a lone tree.  Its arms brushed past the figure that stood there and feet bent the grass in the direction of the mountain.  Purple peaks that rose majestically into the sky.  The wind raced towards the mountain only to turn and send a gust of wind into the city that sat at the foot of the mountain.  As the wind passed through the city some of the people turned to look at the sky.  Others continued on their way unconcerned with the strong force of the wind...

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“A World’s Beauty” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #59

The dark clouds of sleep wrapped themselves around her consciousness.  Blackness that gripped at it and refused to let it free.  Its black hands reached forward to grasp her awareness too.  Darkness was all that she knew.  Even as her awareness came back to her she knew what she would see.  She would see dark trees that had shadowed her mind forever.  She would see clouds that covered the beauty of the world, and if she opened her eyes she would see a world that was dull.  A world where everything had lost ...

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“His Star” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #58

The hand of fear reached out and gripped his heart.  Squeezing it painfully and talking with it the last rays of hope.  Hope that disappeared like the sun.  All that was left were harsh winds and an unforgiving night.  The only thing that he could see was darkness.  A darkness like the one consuming his soul.  Black veins of fear and despair sitting heavily in the pit of his stomach.  Blackness that consumed all light.  Everything felt unreal.  Everything felt hopeless.  Without the warm flam...

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“Righting a Wrong” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #57

The small drops of water fell softly from the sky above.  They made a soft pinging sound as they hit the window.  Light streaked across the sky and a loud boom followed shortly after.  The wind whipped the trees back and forth.  The wind slammed itself into the mansion that stood in the face of the storm.  Only one light shown from the windows.  A figure stood staring out into the storm.  The face of the woman was reflected in the glass in front of them.  Her arms were clasped behind her back.  He...

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“Perception” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #56

A single flake of snow fluttered down from the grey clouds above. Another one following soon after. Snow covered the city in a white blanket. More snow falling from above. It would have been a peaceful sight if not for the bustle and hustle of the city. Hurried feet rushing back and forward. Cars speeding through the streets and horns sounding. The occasional siren wailing in the distance. Everyone had somewhere to be and they were impatient to get there. The snow was an inconvenience not a beauty...

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“The Truth” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #55

Eyes slowly blink open only to be met with nothing.  Darkness and shadows are the only thing visible.  A feeling of emptiness creeps into the depths of the stomach.  There is nothing.  Not one thing moves.  The blackness is infinite.  There is nothing beyond the dark veils that the shadows have created.  The air is still.  Too still.  It hangs heavily in the air as thick as water.  Air that is so heavy it causes deep breaths to be drawn, yet nothing changes.  There is no sound in this vo...

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“I do(n't) hate you” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #54

Striding swiftly back into the center of the training circle Jones ripped the staff out of Amanda’s hand.  Shoving it back into her hands and readjusting her hands to grip it properly sent her a chilling glare, “You need to hold the staff right otherwise it's pointless against a skilled opponent!” Amanda took a deep breath before taking up a fighting stance.  Jones turned to walk back towards the wall he had been leaning on.  The instructor in front of her shifted back to her original starting position.  Jones watched as...

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“Shadow” by Elizabeth Burrows

Submitted to Contest #54

Tossing. Turning. A cold sweat broke out across the figure on the bed. A small whimper broke the tension in the air. Quiet words were mumbled out into the darkness. A sharp gasp and the figure was gripping her head. Blankets were tangled at the feet of the figure. The figure trembled and shook. A piercing scream ripped through the air followed by shouts and groans of pain. A hissing sound filled the room as the figure rolled once more. The sound of an explosion followed by a growl caused the figure to let out a whine. Tossing. Turning. Unabl...

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