FallGilded leaves fluttered on my temples as I looked down into the valley. The cold wind made waves on the river and my robes. Maple leaves were spilled with orange and the rowanberries were red as blood. Leaves twirled in the lucid sky to the quiet sound of someone singing down the stream. A sad ghost kept crying on the shore among the reeds.Fall17 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Some men died in cold cells lit by lone fires and some pulled swords out of cursed stones. Hilltops were tall like the backs of dragons with spines of granite. Treasures were forgotten in sacred groves in the hands of skeletons. Royal roads were overgrown and tavern signs dilapidated in the soil. Untold stories were left buried.
Cooing wood pigeons landed at my feet, pecking at grains. The warm midday sun spread on the moss between the tall spruces and pooled into swirls of light. The contours of sleeping elves could be seen underneath the moist ivy. I promised to come here to send songs on the wings of the birds. The silver notes gradually grew int
Weight of the World Part 02She is not exactly quite sure how or when she got here to this strange world full of odd creatures. At the moment… it does not matter. What she is sure of is that it is a place full of pain. Physical and, even worse, emotional. Pain from wounds that need to heal but cannot. It exhausting to her already tired self and it is not contained only to this place, but all over.Weight of the World Part 021 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The place, in question, is a village. Poor, ignored and full of people struggling to make enough to keep their buildings in decent repair. She has no idea when she arrived. It could have been late night or early morning but the despair does not feel any lighter. All she knows is that one second, she is stumbling through it. If there are any people who dwell, they are wary and stay away as shadows flee from light. She sees a building only a few steps in front of her but her body aches immensely. The falling apart structures leer at her as she falls and then… there is only darkness.
It seems like only seconds
jackie winters is a true and sweet heartJackie Winters is a true friend and a sweetheart who cares about her friends on Deviantart loves to watch slugterra max steel and dragon booster too she is a sweet girl with a heart of gold who cares about othersjackie winters is a true and sweet heart15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
FVR Capitulo 3: La autentica ciudad del pecadoCapitulo 3: La autentica ciudad del pecado.FVR Capitulo 3: La autentica ciudad del pecado18 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
El aeropuerto estaba muy mal señalizado, además había mucha gente y eso hacía difícil orientarse… Esta y otras razones eran las que Mía se repetía para explicarse que aún no hubiera encontrado al chico que debía ir a buscarla.
No estaba y ella estaba perdiendo los nervios hasta que, finalmente, encontró su nombre escrito en un pedazo de cartón con un rotulador negro sostenido por una chica de aspecto frágil, menuda y desgarbada, Mía la observó antes de acercarse, observaba a la gente que pasaba a su lado sin mucho interés aunque en sus ojos azules se distinguía una chispa de impaciencia. Llevaba el pelo corto, irregular, como si se hubiera hecho una coleta y hubiera cortado lo que sobraba con una navaja, y era de un tono parecido al rubio ceniza.
Si la veías un segundo no te dabas cuenta pero al mirarla durante varios segundos era fácil apreciar qu
The Singular PlateauA singular thing - the roped off, corralled wind-swept plateau was awash in a tangerine breath.The Singular Plateau15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The cold wooden-like reptilian in his best evening attire woke, leapt, perched upon a sapphire rock and gazed into the blue mist.
Swirling hues filled the sky, ropes of light slunk down to the ground & were swallowed up by the gargantuan caverns gaping from the yellow crystalline sand.
Soaring like great birds, velvet rain cloud-draperies came sliding slowly into view as the day slipped into night.
The reptilian stepped off the cliff, dropped 20 feet onto the cool desert sand & foraged as the moon like a great sickle emerged from behind a cloud-curtain.
A pleasant vapor of sea-wind rolled in from the east.
The ocean, hidden by the jagged sky-mountains, simmered in the soft moonlight as the reptilian wandered the plateau searching for his dinner.
The vast rain clouds began slipping their contents onto the saffron sands.
Emerald lights appeared in the night sky like fireflies & they swo
Pottery TGPottery class dragged on. Darryl stared at the lump of clay spinning around on his wheel. He placed his hands on the top, compressing the clay. A wash of cold swept over him, and if you looked closely you could see him shortening just a bit. He smoothed out the clay and centered it, and his skin smoothed and his fingers slimmed. As he dropped the hole, he shifted in his seat as his hips expanded.Pottery TG18 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Darryl began to raise the walls, thinning the clay. His legs lengthened and slimmed as his waist grew thinner. Darryl moved clay up the walls, two mounds began to grow on his chest and his body slimmed. He put some final touches on the rim of his vase, flaring the lips out. His lips puff and redden, and his face softens. He finds an odd lump at the base of his vase, and pushes it in. He begins to trim the pot, smoothing hard edges. Red hair began to stream from the top of his head, and his form solidified. Her
The Black Queen's Mercy The next day, Reyna saw a man die.The Black Queen's Mercy1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“The Black Queen’s Mercy,” Cedrik called it as the girl stared across the square in horror. It was anything but merciful. A dozen iron crosses towered above the small crowd that had gathered. Each bore a man, suspended by barbed chains that wrapped the arms and legs.
“Traitors, the lot of them,” Cedrik told her. “Hung there naked and starving as an example to others.”
One of them, a gaunt man towards the front of the group was still breathing. He couldn't have eaten in weeks; his ribs stood out starkly against a windburnt chest. Still, the man struggled weakly against the bonds that held him. Each movement drove the rusted barbs deeper into his flesh. Scarlet droplets fell like rain. A puddle had already begun to collect on the stone beneath his dangling feet.
Reyna felt the co