Fantasy
Life Skills
It was only a couple of hours into the dinner party, and Rebecca already knew that this one had been a terrible idea. Alex, Caitlyn and Jed were friends from university, and they hadn’t seen each other for a while. Rebecca had already lost count of the amount of times that the phrase ‘can you even remember when we were all in the same place at the same time?’ had been uttered. It was longer than any of them could guess.
By Sian Summers5 years ago in Fiction
The Pearl Kingdom Mission
Note to all good godly humans; "I am Petra, an extra terrestrial Queen. In this picture herewith, I am pictured with 'Trumpet' the space dog. This post is of confidential nature, seen only by the humans we trust. If you see it, you have been selected as one of our trusted ones. You are to maintain secrecy on its contents, for you are within the safe clam we are rescuing". Turning to Trumpet I instruct him.
By Black Dog Productions5 years ago in Fiction
Footsteps in the sand
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By Marie-Claire Pierce5 years ago in Fiction
The Cave of Unspeakable Wisdom
Kui-Dzim was a learner before anything else. Orphaned at a young age, he learned to care for his own needs. Too clumsy to steal what he needed, he learned to beg and to scavenge and ultimately that both were easier prospects in a place of high international traffic. And so, only a child, Kui-Dzim learned the way to the nearest harbor. In time, the orphan would learn to find his own way through the world, and when that way looked foggy he would squint his eyes and prick up his ears and he would learn a great many more things. He grew up on the grey-green cliffed coasts of Kalasik Island and kept himself busy collecting scraps and doing odd jobs for the local harbormasters.
By The Zovanist5 years ago in Fiction
So, This is Fate?
The year, 1221. My name is Ahab, I live in Telethia, the heart of Mesia. The nation which sought to unite heaven and hell. Quell the rebellious evil’s actions against the Auralians’, and reach an agreement to meet at a compromise for peace. Only a year ago, we were on our way to peace. World peace. The Auralians and Shoten negotiations treaty was nearly in effect, the world was healing from the 100-year war that just ended. Dammit. Now… we are back into chaos. Back into this dystopian reality of destruction and malice, perpetuated by titanic beings our people consider Gods and Demons. Way I see it, is they are nothing more than just war-mongering politicians, no different than the men who began the 100-year war. Quarrelling old men, thrusting this world into agony over petty lack of understanding. Obsessing over their ways, and only their ways. Never considering how humanity would respond. We are only an income source, a way to build infrastructure, transportation, “humble” servants, hell, and now only casualties in their ruthless rage.
By Seth Thompson5 years ago in Fiction
Tales of Lezara
There was terror in the beginning. Chaos and lawlessness were just as much a part of mankind's existence as eating and sleeping. The nations of man had nothing except what they took from their neighbors and as such war plagued mankind with death’s stench being a pervasive, enshrouding aura. One could not afford to be kind to strangers for that stranger might return said kindness with a knife to the back so that they could take everything one possessed, even the shirt from one’s back. And so life was in the beginning: killing to rob to eat only to be killed themselves in a cycle that reduced existing to a gray tinged monotony of hunger, pain and death. At least, that’s how it was until the Sun King Rotael Exce Ixander del Sol came to power. Winning battle after battle he conquered first the Easternmost regions of the man’s territories then continued ever westward, uniting all under the banner of Solaria and bringing law and order to places where it had been absent from for many generations. The people readily welcomed his reign, for with it he gave them education, jobs, food, and security. “Join Sol’s temple,” they regularly touted to nonbelievers, “and all your prayers will be answered tenfold!” And soon the Sun King stood at the pinnacle of all mankind, bridging them to the heavens so that Sol might hear their prayers and answer them in kind. He ended the seemingly endless wars and brought law through the gift of Sol’s glorious word. No more would mankind be plagued by death’s constant shadow for the Sun King’s light had banished all shadows and allowed mankind to foster in his warmth and love…
By Marcus Helaire5 years ago in Fiction
ALONE
The last time I thought about the date, it was May 8 or 10, 2023. Close enough, I guess. I’m finally getting used to the situation. It still seems like a bad dream: sitting here on this concrete slab surrounded by endless piles of rubble for as far as I can see. Maybe I should record all that’s happened. I have to believe that someone, somewhere on this planet, is still alive and will find me… hopefully, before I die!
By Aliya Saige5 years ago in Fiction
Always in My Heart
Pale morning light filtered through the boarded windows, as the young girl watched her father slip through the door out of their small apartment. Her mother quickly pushed the dresser before the door again. Keeping out anything that would harm them.
By Ashley Whitehead5 years ago in Fiction
