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Early morning, Zilic came out on the deck and saw Jemima hanging over the railing staring out at the ocean, deep in thought. She however heard the footsteps and snapped out of her gaze to look up at Zilic. "What are you thinking about?" "Hm, old memories." She said her face stricken. Zilic looked up fast, fully aware that her past including some of his species enslaving and killing her family. She saw his reaction and dismissed the notion quickly, "Different memories." "I see," he murmured, relieved but still cautiously choosing his next wor...
Sir Galtero stood atop the battlements of the castle walls, looking out across the gently rolling green hills shrouded with a wet mist. He saw smoke in the distance, a village went up in flames, he guessed. The sun was a pale-yellow circle high in the sky – but a thick curtain of storm clouds was quickly shrouding it. A growing chill was settling in – tonight was going to be a frigid, rainy night. Galtero looked back at the keep of the old, rugged fortress, covered in climbing moss and crumbling in a few places. Despite this, the keep...
I opened the door and Bate Fowler called out from the kitchen, "Kit. Can you grab the cookbook?" "Yeah." Bate wasn't too great at cooking but he was the second closest thing I had to family, I walked in expecting to see some form of an explosion. I laughed shocked at the cleanliness of the kitchen. "It's takeaway, don't tell your uncle." I chuckled with Bate and then I took a seat at the kitchen bench and pulled out my laptop. I opened my emails and scoffed as I read English Assignment Due at 8:00 pm tonight. I only had my second draft compl...
Submitted to Contest #105
BREAKING NEWS: two teenagers are reported missing when parents found the manor house empty after the children were left alone so the parents could go to a ‘fancy’ dinner. I jerk upright the book I was reading flying out of my hands. kids missing? The hell? Since when did kids go missing? Our world is so peaceful there is no crime, everything is perfect. Well… except for me. The Tv continues to buzz BREAKING NEWS: the names of the teens are Julian and Isabelle Hallowood, Authorities suspect kidnapping. My eyes well up with tears I know them...
Submitted to Contest #103
Tapping at a window and voices, an animal scurrying and then a wall. A single chime of the town bell. A door opening. A song of the Whzgoinon. The steady sways of the breeze. She heard a flock fly above and the rain spraying from the sky and the knock on the door. She was riding a horse. She felt someone pull her backward. The horse a room. Someone familiar spoke to her and she said, no, it can't be. She drew her bow and lifted the tip of the arrow. A group of knights whistled and clapped before rushing into battle. And then she was run...
The guard threw up his forearms like an offensive lineman blocking a defensive back, but the stemal slipped to the side, pushed the knight's elbow down and away, caught his head, and rolled him into the floor. Third of a second once contact was made, and the stemal was on his feet, watching the armoured guard rush toward him in slow motion as the three other stemals, even more slowly, jumped to their feet. The guard reached under his amour to find the lighter, even as he pushed past the stemals. He reached the block on the wall and lit the m...
* This is a story based on a song by Panic! At the disco- listen to it when you get the chance!*Rei walked along the edge of the village, her eyes filled with tears of sorrow and hate. It wasn’t her fault; she couldn’t control it. Her tears of loneliness and rage turned to fire, her heart pumped with it. Her hands erupted with the flickering fire she found deep within. Ice has melted back to life. No. she curled her fists. Snuffing out the flames. Control. she willed herself to fight the urge to lose control but that...
Submitted to Contest #98
Kiya let an arrow fly as she weaved in and out through the dense forest surrounding her. She was training with her older sister, Elizabeth. They were training to defend themselves if needed when needed. Her arrow hit her target perfectly and she jumped on a low tree branch pumping her fists up.“Well Done!” her sister cheered triumphantly, “you’re getting good at archery, a few more days and you’ll be able to hit a target from a klick away,” Elizabeth told her enthusiastically.They trained for several more hours, running and jumping...
***Authors Note: To make reading this a better experience, read Scotty's voice with a heavy Irish accent. This story is in 3 stages and the time difference (***) can be a long time, I just didn't have enough words and time- I will fill in the gaps (***) someday.*** Scotty and Plo sat next to each other in the mess hall, eating their delayed lunch. Plo poked at the sloop on his plate, before pushing it aside, "they've really invested themselves in the whole sloop day- this year, haven't they." "Ai," Scotty agreed. He tried to put a sp...
Submitted to Contest #97
I looked at the Kapooka training grounds, a layer of mist still coating the early morning ground. My group was finishing our last lap as two officials dressed in their proud looking uniforms signalled for us to follow them. A frown creased my face when I saw large navy-blue ropes suspended from huge wooden beams, a soft gasp left my pursed lips. It was a huge jump from each rope, I couldn’t do that it was impossible. "This course is one of the hardest, and we want to see all of you try this, of course, some of you..." He eyed me. "Will not c...
I glanced out of the frost-covered glass, the emptiness seemed to be watching me, stalking me, following me around until I had nothing left to give. I fell back against the hard seat. I shivered and I shut my eyes, seeing nothing, being nothing, the nothingness pulling me in, drowning my thoughts, changing the way I think, transforming me as a person, as a fighter. But even now all hope had left me, the shrewd darkness taking it over, swallowing it whole. The darkness, the fear, the emptiness all weighing down on me, suffocating me, I could ...
Submitted to Contest #96
“Make it Stop, Please Make It Stop” screamed Rei the voices in her head sliced through her giving her a pounding headache. Voices came barreling into her mind, powerless to stop themRei thrashed as another tidal wave of voices crashed through her mind.What sickness is this... what have they done to me!Then voices from the other rooms."No, I fell off the trampoline.""I don’t want to do the surgery, don't make me, please."Something awoke inside of her whispering the answer, the answer to make it all stop. Rei hissed something in a swishy tongu...
As the lady walked unhurriedly across the black cobblestone path, feeling no rush to get to her home to her lonely one-bedroom apartment. The woman shivered as the freezing cold sleet reached to the back of her neck dripping down the inside of her new red coat. She sighed as she walked past the rows of neatly lit houses with sounds of laughing and enjoyment. She passed the pleasant cafes and restaurants with friends chatting away with each other. She watches as a couple exit a store and she looked in a tinted shop window to see three teenage...
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