Peachy Kiku

“The Last Dance” by Peachy Kiku

In the corner of the ballroom, he stood.  Lean and strong, slim but powerful. The essence of a knight, the shiniest of them all. That, was Lancelot.  The most wonderful and trustable person I ever had in my life, the first and best friend, my personal knight.  Saying I lived until now just to look at him every possible day and time sounded so unbelievable and childish. But that is what I like to think.  He made me go feral, and I was a gracious now at age princess. The second heir of the throne, that luckily has a bigger ...

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“The Wooden Cabin” by Peachy Kiku

Submitted to Contest #103

I pressed my hands on my ears, the thunders growing louder as time passed. They were getting closer, who knew when one would hit here. I was looking for him. The hooded figure that was chasing my dreams constantly, in this wooden cabin we've always found each other. It was decayed and abandoned; holes and broken wood all over. Not the most welcoming place, but it felt like comfortable when it's the two of us. A small private place I knew I was safe in, being reassured by him. But where was he that night? I've never been alone this long. At t...

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“The Beginning of the Endless Escape” by Peachy Kiku

Submitted to Contest #80

The shiny silver blade reflected my image, stained in dark red liquid patches. Dense drops dribbled off from the sword tip, still impaled in my Father’s torso.  I could see my flabbergasted face on the cold steel, my barred eyes dry from the tears I versed.  The sword traced its way back from the body, the wielder fuming a blazing glare at me. Red pupils burning with flames of tension and determination. I knew those eyes well, and they never meant harm to me or my family.  Eyes different from mine, coming from the same blood.&...

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“The Bite” by Peachy Kiku

Submitted to Contest #60

My leg wouldn’t leave me alone.  I could feel a slight tension over my thigh, like someone was touching my skin. The pants had now two small cuts over the bite, they wouldn’t catch attention, they were casual. I didn’t know what to do, what would have happened after. Would I transform myself? How long would it take for that to happen? I wasn’t feeling any different, I could only sense the physical pain.  I tightened my belt over my hips, rotating it to partially cover my thigh with one of the small bags.   Could I tell so...

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“The single flame” by Peachy Kiku

Submitted to Contest #60

Vague, cold rain drops were blurring the windows, the outdoor colours now gone looked all grey, but for once, it didn’t bother me. I felt cosy in the glass house, a cup of hot chocolate in my hands, the sweetness filling the air and my veins.  It felt like a different life, this indifference towards the world was something new, or similar to my ignorance of Earth back on Azazel. But I wasn’t scared of it. I felt safe between the layers of glass, reflecting the outside world but keeping me apart from it.  Surrounded by the clear cry...

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