What's a Rancor?Holly and Jessica wandered through the humid and dimly lit cavern, trying to find their way out of the dank maze they found themselves in.What's a Rancor?5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“This sucks!” Jessica declared as she stomped her foot angrily. “We're completely lost and I've lost my shoes!”
Holly sighed and looked at the redhead with a mixture of sympathy and exasperation.
“I know, but I don't know where we are and we've completely lost track of the others!”
“Hmph!” Jessica scoffed as she crossed her arms and sat down on a rock. “Well I am not going to move from this spot! My poor feet are killing me and we have no clue where we're even going! They can come find us!”
Holly frowned, looking around them at the dark rock, her mind giving the shadows a life of their own. In her mind she could see all kinds of things lurking in the darkness and she held herself nervously as she glanced back at her friend.
“I don't think we should stop in here, the caves are supposed
when the fog has liftedI used to believe in a world where all the bad was counterbalanced by an unbeatable good. Scraped knees, broken toes, those evil kids on the playground -- all brought pain, but you would always come to my rescue, titanium and gleaming with a celestial aura of ethereal justice.when the fog has lifted5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Parents ... the two of you were so much greater than any superhero presented in those silly playbooks, because you were REAL, you were proof that eternal youth, comfort and safety were tangible in our world. Nothing quite calmed me like resting my face in the nooks of your necks, breathing in your scent and just knowing that as long as I was here with you that everything would be okay.
As I grew up, the magic I clung to so dearly began to elude me, like fine glitter sand falling through two hands. No matter how tightly I cupped them together, the cracks were still wide enough to let the wonder slip through and disappear into the universe. I reckon that’s how it always goes, because some other little b