THE WOLF CHRONICLES PART 5THE WOLF CHRONICLESTHE WOLF CHRONICLES PART 512 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
By J. E. Warren
With Vako in the area stalking Cargo and watching his every move, he was going to be in a world of trouble when the king would find out. King Leon and Ronin had no idea what Vako was up to. One night as Cargo was taking out the trash, he spotted a black shadowy figure standing about four feet away from where he was. He stood there eyeing the figure, not knowing it was Vako.
“Who’s over there, come out and show yourself!” Cargo shouted.
Then Vako stepped into the moonlight and revealed himself. Cargo’s heart started pounding with fear as he stepped closer to him.
“Vako,” said Cargo feeling frightened with his ears back.
“Hello, you worthless wolf, tonight’s the night to say goodbye to your family,” said Vako.
“I don’t think so Vako! Leave him alone!” Teagan shouted as hit on the back of the head with the broad side of his sword.
Vako feel to the ground knocked out and uncon
Lively100 Theme Challenge Mix-Up 2Lively11 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
“Open the door.”
Hinges opened smoothly, silently, allowing him inside the dimly-lit room. Against one wall, a woman was slumped. Bonds with seals woven in the fabric cut into the skin of her wrists and ankles, head bowed as her energy was consumed. Staggered breaths fluttered her hair.
“Well well...looks like we won't have to worry about you escaping...you can barely sit yourself up, can you?”
Dragging her head up, she revealed the gag between her lips and the bindings covering her eyes. Unable to see, she tilted her face to listen.
A sickening smirk pulled at his lips, and he knelt before her. None-too-gently, he gripped her chin in his hand. The gag was already slick with spit, a few stray globules trailing from the corners of her mouth to her throat. “My apologies for the...security measures, but we can't have you escaping. That would be most...problematic.”
Her nostrils flare
WQ: OfferingsHe was getting close. It hadn’t really been his intention to go this far north but if there was one place where he may be able to appease the spirits, to try do his duty and enable his people to survive, the Ridge of Elders was it. The mountain was one of the few places in the region that was close to the world of the spirits.WQ: Offerings17 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
The three tokotas spread out over the snowy fields but they wouldn’t find anything. Not here. This land was touched by the spirits. While it was the spirits who influenced the mortal world, their lingering presence began to erode matter.
There was a good reason why the worlds were separate, why one couldn’t spend too long in Adlivun. The path of the angakoq was a difficult one and danger was a constant shadow.
Asu came up to him, rubbing his massive head against his shoulder. Suluk rubbed the tokotas cheek, earning an appreciative purr.
“I wish I knew what to do, old boy,” he said softly. “I feel so lost now that the world is c
Prophecies UnfoldRoland drew his sword, tempered steel flashing as it flicked unerringly towards the tyrant's heart. The prophecy met its conclusion as flesh imbibed steel in a glorious communion of violence. The old world tumbled and the new arose. So the fanfares proclaimed the hero, wed him to the world he had saved, repaired by his rage and recast in furies vision. Shed of his vestments, his armour that had once gleamed, he pulled on the trappings and apparel of the man he had unseamed... and hid his desires from the stars bright fires, lest they descend to burn his creation.Prophecies Unfold1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Can you trust a trickster? “What,” I tapped the stick against my hip, “Are we forgetting?” The stick echoed strangely, even though the dampening cloth, against the odd material of my leg.Can you trust a trickster?17 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
“Terrible but true.”
“Rhetorical question.” I shot them a glare. The Tricksters were never any use.
The four of them – inseparable as chair legs – smirked and giggled to themselves, and one tossed a ball made of glitter across the two in the middle to the one at the other end.
Hahrí and Orseh, what madness was this.
“Madness true and dear.”
“No one asked…” I glanced at them again. “Stop doing that.”
The four of them cracked grins.
Concentrate. I needed to move on.
“Is this it?” A bag jumped out in front of me, spilling bright materials across the ground.
Entry #56: Serial KillerThere’s something going on, today, mom told me to be safe before I headed to school. She never does that. It might sound cruel, but she’s always been that way. When I got school, everyone was talking about how scared they were. I met up with Aizen, and asked him if something was going on. He knows I don’t watch the news, so he wasn’t surprised that I didn’t know yet. He informed me that lately, there’s been a serial killer killing underage SN’s. Up until now, the killer was a couple cities over. But recently, they’ve been finding the murderer’s kills here in Hel-dale. No one from our school has been attacked yet, but everyone believes it’s just a matter of time. I guess that’s why my mom told me to be safe, she’s scared I’ll be attacked.Entry #56: Serial Killer1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes