WM27 Attempt #4To say he’s won his trust is a bit of a stretch, and he’s not convinced. Trust is strong like iron once it cools, but it is delicate to forge like silver, it’s damn easy to break, and notoriously difficult to identify. But at least the male knows that he’s got nothing to fear from the boy and that’s got to count for something, or so he likes to believe. They had eaten together, wrangling fish from the Qammutiq Lake, the ice cold beneath their feet as they ripped into fatty flesh. Fished for what seemed hours. It’s not quite winter yet but it is close, and the boy can almost physically feel the hours slipping through his fingers, elusive and slippery. Shadows of pine trees stretch long and grotesque, though they are faint, as the sun is hidden behind the clouds and cast no streaks of gold across the valley. It does not warm them, leaving them in the snipping and biting cold.WM27 Attempt #48 minutes ago in Short Stories
Balan had eventually approached the curly male, who had initially flinched at
I Believe In You (Chapter 4)The main entrance of the temple was shaped like a snake’s huge gaping maw, which didn’t help counter the growing sensation of uneasiness at all. The insides were kind of scary as well; they were ample and very dark, and the wide hall lined with snake statues and pillars went in very deep. Lib and Darreek couldn’t see the end of it due to the lack of light, even though it was daytime, but Amaya could, thanks to her affinity to the night. A large altar with an even larger statue of the deity stood on the other side of the vast space; even without the disconcerting feeling the woman had ever since the war council, the stone representation of Moon Snake made her tremble in fright. Once it was within her companions’ eyesights, it produced the same emotion in them.I Believe In You (Chapter 4)9 minutes ago in Short Stories
“Creepy. Whoever built this place got that right, at least. It’s sort of mandatory for any ancient, mysterious god.” Lib muttered.
“I know we’re focused on the snake, but we sh
Four Sisters of the Earth "In the bleak mid-winter, all of nature groans. The world engulfed in darkness, frozen like a stone. And all of man will moan, for with Winter he must all atone," sung a girl sitting on a stump surrounded by snow. The song was like syrup in the way the words slowly rolled of the girls tongue.Four Sisters of the Earth10 minutes ago in Short Stories
Her hair fell to her shoulders and it was white as the powdery snow that surrounded her. Her eyes where an almost shiny coloring of clear blue, and her skin was pale. She wore brown boots and blue jeans. A thin, dark blue parka was what she wore, the hood not on though, it contrasted with her black fingerless cloves she wore. In her right hand she held a staff make of coniferous wood. As she breathed her breath didn't appear in the air, but the sound did seem to resonate.
Her peaceful singing was interrupted by a cheerful voice. "Winter, may I please have my turn now?" the voice asked excitedly.
The girl sighed as she turn
DropHe gasped; icy Antarctic seawater became molten iron in his lungs. There wasn't room for anything else. Arms and legs numb, might as well have been gone. Lips and nose, painful, hard, frozen. He closed his eyes, let his mind swim up, past the ice and blowing snow, through the tent, across a tundra he'd once thought naked, but that had become a living thing all its own: blue shadows, moving specks of arctic fox between the drifts, glittering sun dashed into billions of pieces on ancient glaciers. Leopard seals blinking frosted eyelashes.Drop12 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
All the way back to Cairo, to the heat and dusty air, to the room above the card parlor. Into sheets shuffled across sweating torsos and down muscular limbs.
Jack, far above, holding the broken line. Screaming. Noise lost to the underwater kingdom.
Both sides of the icewall shifted. The ravine, almost imperceptibly, closed.
Water like fire: Thad opened his mouth, knives piercing his everywhere.
And gone. The cold, the fire, the numbness, all replaced by
ESCAPAR CAP 9- Bien -dijo Max- Empezaré desde ayer por la noche. Anoche Todos ustedes excepto yo. estuvieron jugando al poker, después de un tiempo la gente iba perdiendo y volviendo a sus dormitorios. Según tengo entendido Rex y Sonia fueron los últimos en irse a las 2 de la mañana. Al dia siguiente me desperté y me encontré a Candy y a Harry que aún seguían jugando, en toda la noche nadie fue a la cocina...ESCAPAR CAP 937 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters
- ¡Tus argumentos son débiles! -gritó Andrew-.
- ¿Que quieres decir?
- No puedes decir "Nadie fue a la cocina" cuando es obvio que alguien sacó el cuchillo de allí. En su lugar deberías especificar diciendo "nadie fue visto entrando en la cocina".
- ¡No vimos a nadie en toda la noche! -dijo Candy-.
- Exacto, nadie podía pasar frente a nosotros sin que lo viéramos -siguió Harry-.
- Es como decís... Pero ¿No hubo ningún momento en el que apartasteis la vista de allí?
Lunar Eclipse - Test SilverLunar Eclipse - Test 42 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters
"Moonlight. It's the thing I stare at. The view I only knew to accompany me when I was trapped in the Darkness. It was my light to look towards. Something to escape mentally from the pain...The prison I was put in."
From the top of a hill within a field full of Green grass, a person stares at the large rocky planet within the sky, which was mostly fractured. The being revealed to be an adult of the age of eighteen with Black hair that covers his neck and as bangs, wields hetrochromia eyes of Brown and Red, a Blue cloak that was much of like a cape, Black shirt, jeans, Brown boots, and has a sword on his back that was White but hold a Red-Orange tip on it, a guard that resembled a cresant moon and holds a trigger inside one of the sides of it, and a Black leather grip that has a same colored cloth that was hanging and attached to it.
His stare towards it was suddenly put to an end when the sound of gr
Summer Of Luck Chapter TwoOnce my guests had left, the three of us spent the next several hours looking for treasure around the house. We would have searched longer but it was starting to get dark so Mom made us stop. I tried to convince Mom that I was old enough to stay out late with a flashlight looking for more treasure but it didn’t do any good.Summer Of Luck Chapter Two48 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters
We found a few more coins but mainly we found bottle caps. Sam loved the bottle caps and she kept everyone. She was determined to make a belt from them. I didn’t understand how you could make a belt out of bottle caps but I didn’t question her.
We found a bunch of aluminum cans which Mom recycled so we put them in her bin. The total amount of coins we found added up to be a dollar and thirty seven cents. We split it between the three of us.
Tommy and Sam were already staying the night so I begged Mom to let us set up the tent and camp outside. She agreed but insisted the metal detector had to stay in the house. Mom was a clever one. Tommy an
A Summer Romance StoryOn a dark moonless summer night, with only occasional bolts of heat lightning to relieve the blackness, Charity stretched her stiff legs as best as she could while driving the rented moving van. All her worldly possessions were stuffed behind her as she drove the long five hour trip. She turned left onto a gravel road, almost there now, almost to her new home in the country and to her new life in nearby Amsterdam.A Summer Romance Story50 minutes ago in Short Stories
Off in the distance, an orange, yellow, and red glow flickered on the horizon. A fire! Oh no! Charity pulled into the long winding driveway as flames leaped, dancing in the wind, while devouring the old weathered wood barn. She jumped from the van and ran toward the blaze. That barn was supposed to be an animal shelter and headquarters for her new job. Charity felt like she was watching a funeral pyre for her new life. What kind of sign was this for her new beginning?
The fire, hot as the hinges of hell, singed her brown hair as she ran into the choking cloud of billowi
Rite of Merit - 1 Angel 2 DevilsThe goal was clear to them. They had been sent here to the foot of this giant mountain. There was a path right in front of them leading up, around and down on the other side. And there they would find the start and finish line and the judges. They had a limit of three hours to get there or their first rite would have failed. Well, if you thought about it, it was a quite easy task to do in theory. But when you stand in front of this mountain, looking up, it didn't seemed to easy anymore. But the team was prepared for anything and they would do it. And they would make it.Rite of Merit - 1 Angel 2 Devils54 minutes ago in Short Stories
Nanuq was standing beside Zahla, her companion for this set of rites. Zahla was a beautiful creme tundra with some amazing markings. She was given to Nanuq to do her Rites of Fertility together and the young rider was honored to do so. Nanuq was a member of an ancient clan who was still deep connected to nature and it's animals. The girl owned a white mask and if she put it on, she turned herself into a quite big arctic
Chikako Daze (chapter 1)Chapter 1Chikako Daze (chapter 1)57 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters
Today, Rin decided to stay late. Even though it had been a long day of exams, he still had plenty of work that needed doing, as well as studying for the English exam tomorrow, and he worked better at school. Besides, home wasn’t all that great anyways. He set to work as soon as classes were over, not wanting to stay too late. Nevertheless, it still took him almost two hours. The sun was already setting when by the time Rin was ready to leave. He was halfway home when he heard a scream. Then another. Worried, he followed the screams, and came across a blood-covered body and someone hunched over the body of a naked girl. Whoever it was, they were shrouded in shadow, but Rin could see a red mask with a white smile painted onto the front of it. He stared stunned at the body before him, recognition slowly forming in his head. It was Kaiya Kito from class 2-C. At least, he thought it was. Parts of the body were to
Revelations Ch 12Chapter 12 – A Big FightRevelations Ch 121 hour ago in Introductions & Chapters
A shocking and almost unbelievable scene was placed before Ladybug and Cat Noir. They were never expecting to see Hawkmoth alongside his latest akumatised victim, and Chat especially was shocked by this because of the location. Both heroes took a fighting stance as they shot glares at the villains. Hawkmoth chuckled, looking down as he rested his hands firmly on his staff.
"You two are pathetic. I know you won't win this time." He implied with a smirk, looking up slightly at the duo.
The pair growled in insult, but yet neither of them was expecting this to happen at all, they knew of him but could never find him, or know who he really was underneath the mask. But now they knew that today was either going to end in great victory or in deep shame and loss.
"I don't think so Hawkmoth, you're done for!" Ladybug shouted, clenching her fist.
Chat saw his akumatised mother looking up at Hawkmoth; he started to worry deeply that she would tell him that he was rea
Estagio Probatorio - Capitulo 14Capítulo 14Estagio Probatorio - Capitulo 141 hour ago in Introductions & Chapters
Chegando cedo para trabalhar naquela quinta, Kate estava animada com as possibilidades para a tarde. Os chefes iriam cada um para uma audiência diferente, e ela tinha poucas tarefas a concluir, o que a deixaria com tempo e liberdade pra fuçar melhor os processos da Awdreen atrás de uma pista.
Além disso, ela teria a garagem só pra ela, sem ter que se sujeitar aos odiosos parquímetros que havia na rua do escritório, por isso nem a chuvinha rala que caía estragaria seu humor.
Kate parou o carro um instante para abrir o portão e a porta da garagem. De repente, teve a desagradável sensação de ser observada. Virou-se bruscamente. Já tinha cogitado que o Tenente Lewis tivesse botado gente pra vigiá-la, mas nunca conseguira flagrar ninguém. Dessa vez não foi diferente.
Reticence - Chapter 10 and Chapter 11Chapter 10Reticence - Chapter 10 and Chapter 111 hour ago in Introductions & Chapters
He greeted third grade with a grin and a grimace. His parents (and Tyler) had told him that they would be writing more that year as well as doing lots more science projects. He looked forward to the schooling aspect but not the social. He hoped that kids were nicer in that year (if his past three years were any clue, he was sure they wouldn’t be).
Katie was not in his class the first day of school but by the end of the week she had transferred. He didn’t know how he would have carried on had she not. She made everything more bearable and enjoyable. He greeted her that fifth day with a huge grin and a What took you so long? on his whiteboard (she had hit his arm and sat down in the seat next to him; a smirk playing on her face).
Whispers seemed to follow him those first few months; apparently news of his almost drowning had spread to the enti
They Shall Leave NoneThe Arnen are beautiful people, even more so when they are angry. Consequently, we have been seeing a lot of heartrendingly beautiful people killing us. We are getting slaughtered, and a few people are beginning to fear extinction. The few voices of reconciliation were lost in the trumpeting of ultra-racism – having non-humans to hate and fear turns a lot of supposedly reasonable people into bigots.They Shall Leave None1 hour ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
My name is Turande Givenchy, and my great-great-great-grandfather was one of the men who helped Carter unearth Tutankhamun. So, in a way, my family is one of the contributing causes to this debacle.
Archaeology loved Ancient Egypt, with its death obsession and plethora of divinities. Everywhere you went, mummies abounded and pyramids peeked from sandy concealment. The treasures were stupefying and the real mysteries easily glossed over. Reputations were made and fortunes founded, either by toil or theft.
Decades later SETI received a polite communiqué from deep space, formally no
War Never Changes: Part Two Unknown Date, Vault 128, Under New Orleans, LouisianaWar Never Changes: Part Two1 hour ago in Introductions & Chapters
*hiss* The cryogenic stasis chamber depressurized, swinging open. I slowly awoke from my slumber, looking around, the room was decrepit. The skeletal remains of the security team lay, scattered about the room.
'Wha-what happened?!' I thought to myself
Huey soon awoke as well, walking out into the ruined atrium. I picked up a rifle from one of the security officers, and stepped out, walking with Huey to the vault door.
Huey responded with a bark, following me. I saw a lever, it was rusted over with chips of red paint still clinging to the metal. With some difficulty, I pulled the lever. The vault door swung open, and Huey and I walked out. My eyes adjusted to the brightness, and I looked around. The high school was trashed, and the roof had caved in. The skeletons of those not lucky enough to make it into the vault were still lined up, as if they still believed that they had a chance to save themselves and their f
A Personal Love StoryTom Woods, a blameless young man in his best years, stood alone on the beach, gazing over the navy water with his pure sapphire depths. His swarthy hair rustled lightly in the ocean breeze. He smiled to himself with anticipation as he traced a finger along his silver necklace. He wore a sable suit with a light-colored button-down shirt peeking out around his neck, and sapphire shorts that looked comfortable and easy to wear. His coffee hair was trimmed short around his head, complementing his sincere healthily color-touched milky visage. A noticeable sigil provided proof of his descent. Beautiful wings sprouted from his back.A Personal Love Story1 hour ago in Short Stories
His thoughts wandered to his days in Annabelle Christopher's company. They had known each other since they were children. They had spent time together so often that, despite all differences, others often mistook them as siblings. However, it was not until recently that they had recognized their feelings for each other. From then on, they were inseparable. They sha
Dark Wings Fly Highest - 9Darkness.Dark Wings Fly Highest - 92 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Water on his skin.
The nearby rush of an icy river.
Aches blinked, and felt his limp ears slowly rise again. Cold water trickled down his bristly helmet and armour, dripped from his cheek spikes and chin. Then it all came back to him.
The cloaked shade was before him, scythe by his side. Pale eyes glowed from his sallow face.
“Why…?” The Mistress was nowhere in sight. Who’d brought him back?
“The ascender collected enough life force in his arena to last the Well for the next few years, even though the Hives will receive the bigger part of the supply.” Mortis gripped his scythe in his other hand. “Still, there is enough for new life and the dead. Enough for you. More than you brought.”
Aches growled. “Ascender?!”
“He grows.” The resurrecter turned away. “He grows with the horde. He is not as strong as you, though, and perhaps never will be.”
The brown Minion’s claws opened and clos
A Spoonful of HoneyI dropped my shoes by the door and hobbled to the kitchen. Pain flared up in my soles. I was sure I had blisters on my blisters. I filled up a glass at the sink and made my way down the hall, into my bedroom, over to my bed where I dropped myself down.A Spoonful of Honey2 hours ago in Short Stories
I poured a bit of water into my cupped hand and dribbled it over the soles of my red, swollen feet. I hissed sharply in pain then followed it with a sigh of relief. I tried to ration my water in little sprinkles as it dried off my blisters, leaving my sore skin slightly tighter. Eventually I just poured the rest of the cup over my feet and let it soak into the bed. I leaned back and tapped my toes lightly in the damp sheets.
I’m bored I’m bored I’m bored bored bored boredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredbored-
Stop, I sat up. I grabbed my sketchbook, but after a pile of crumpled pages I realized I was tired and no good.
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My Diary, by Lt. Kruger, Entry #17"Up to now, I have been describing the Maramasai and Rackenroon, and the hyenas living there. It may have become obvious that I do not have a very high opinion of them. My own people are somewhat different...My Diary, by Lt. Kruger, Entry #172 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
The Krugers are not like other hyenas. Smaller on average, they are also smarter and more inclined to use craft and cunning than brute force. We trace our line back to Pawl "Lucky" Kruger--also called "The Alchemist"--who was a "wizard" or scientist. He disapproved of the savage ways of the Maramasai, and, using scientific methods, figured out that there would be a large vein of gold in a particular dormant volcano in southern Africa.
Taking a number of like-minded pioneers with him, he had his wife stake a claim (as males could not own property) and within a few weeks, struck the gold he knew would be there. In order to share the claim with their loyal group of settlers, the Krugers adopted them all, giving them all the surname of Kruger
A text from the graveIt was him. It had to be him. All the evidence pointed towards it. All he needed was one last thing: Proof. Detective Nick had gotten an interesting case. Murder, something not often seen in the town. And even more interesting, disappearance. After an argument with her boyfriend Tyler, Sarah Kimbell would vanish. Nick understood that it had to be Tyler. He had no alibi, been accused of abuse towards her before and even has a large file of thefts. But no Proof could prove he did the crimes, and Nick could rabble on and on about how it had to be Tyler to his co workers, but convincing them wouldn’t help the case. But Nick couldn’t live with a murderer living in their town. So he kept searching for clues, to the counting of the hairs he could find. Nothing, nothing would count as proof. Except for one thing. Sarah’s phone that he found in her house. The phone itself didn’t exactly help much. Except for that massage shop he found in her phone registry. He was definiA text from the grave2 hours ago in Short Stories