NightingaleI heard a nightingale. And it had the most beautiful voice that I had ever heard.
It was around midnight. The only reason why I was even awake was because of my horrid insomnia, so I had an excuse. But what about the nightingale? She was singing so beautifully, but it was so late at night.
I peeked out the window, hoping to find the source of the voice but had no luck. I glanced to the left of my cottage, seeing the riverbed but no nightingale. I glanced over to the right, but only saw the headstone of my late wife and no bird. I huffed at the sight of the grave, shaking I head as I retreated back inside.
It had been six years since her death, around the same time I started to develop my insomnia. That horrible plague, affecting everything – animal, man, giant – that it touched. My wife had had a weak constitution, so it was unavoidable that she had fallen victim to the disease. Despite my efforts, she had died after a month of contracting the illness. It had been a horrid
New Grounds ~ Chapter OneCorinne scanned the forest trail that spread out before her. This was the area her father had used to carry her out to every weekend when she was a little girl. Its luscious trees, constantly blooming wildflowers, and calming stream had been a magical place for her to use her imagination.New Grounds ~ Chapter One2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Of course, that had been several long years ago, and her father was long since gone.
Being just nineteen years old, Corinne was able to take care of herself. She never stayed in one location for long, moving frequently throughout North America.
Now, she had rediscovered the woods next to her first home, and she took it all in with a single breath. Brushing her hand against the rough bark of an old oak tree, she recalled with a smile the time her father had told her that his great grandfather had planted that very same tree.
Shifting her backpack around, she stretched up to the first low-hanging limb she could reach and proceeded to lift herself upward. Eventually, she made it to the top, stopping to t
Forget Me NotNo one wandered the property. Alex stayed crouched within the tree-line of the woods, peering out at the white two-story farmhouse straight ahead. The springtime brought a lush green to the area, and the broad daylight shined around the thick white clouds. After a few minutes of watching, he couldn't wait any longer. He needed to see her.Forget Me Not2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The nine year-old stood up to his full height of about thirty-five feet. The thickly branched trees still towered over him easily. Once he took the first step into the open, his nerves settled. No human made indication that he had been seen.
Approaching the side of the house with the silence of a rabbit, he stood in front of the balcony and bent over to see through the glass panes of the door.
A girl about two years younger than him sat at the edge of a quilted bed. On her lap was a storybook, and she was completely absorbed in it, oblivious to Alex's presence. Her pale green eyes followed the text slowly, small lips moving carefully with each word. H
ShelterI always love a nice snowy day. I love to just sit outside and watch the snow fall, pretending that none of my problems exist. I sometimes sit outside all day, not caring that I’m risking a cold. That doesn’t matter to me. What does matter to me is the fact that I’m outside, simply enjoying one of ‘nature’s miracles’ as I call it.Shelter2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stepped outside, bundled up in clothing lighter than my normal snow day attire. It was warmer outside than usual, so I didn’t have to wear so much. I only wore one shirt, a warm pair of pants, a thick jacket, and snowshoes today, whereas a normal snow day sometimes involved more layers than that. I took a deep breath, smiling widely as the cool air filled my lungs, chilling me slightly. Stepping onto the sidewalk, I began my journey.
It started off as smooth as any other day with a calming twenty minute walk from my neighborhood into my favorite place to watch the snowfall. I was in a particularly good mood today, n
Wander || Chapter 1"God…" Jude sucked in air sharply.Wander || Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He ran a hand through his short golden brown hair and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the pain. His arm was killing him. He had mentally bashed himself for three days now- for reaching for the wrong rock in climbing the mountain face. The jagged rock left a nasty gash in his arm. He had bandaged it up to the best of his abilities, but his job involved camping out in the deep of woods many a night, and the lack of proper sanitation was taking its toll. When the sun began to sink in the sky, he removed his camouflage and started a small fire. Leaning back against a sequoia, Jude unraveled the dirty strip of bandage and groaned.
"Oh that is definitely infected..."
In his experience, the quickest route from place to place was a straight path. He made his own way across the varied terrain instead of trying to shuffle along the marked routes. It was more efficient, and stress-saving to avoid that mess of people. He had settled down in an isolated c
An Interview With A GiantIt was perfect. The sun was out, the wind was tame. Ashton lay on his back- the silky grass of the meadow felt soft on his bare skin.An Interview With A Giant2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He finally had a chance to be by himself- the humans didn’t come near this part of the country. So he was safe from any interrupting yells of fright or disgust. He took a deep breath of the fresh air, then shut his eyes sleepily. A short nap was all he wished for…
Five year old Kelly had seen this giant more than once. He was enormous- he seemed bigger than the first time she had seen him! She could see his gargantuan body lying in the emerald green meadow. He appeared to be sleeping…
It was Kelly’s chance! She looked down at her school backpack and took out her pair of binoculars. She peered through them, zooming in onto the giant’s face. His eyelids were shut, and his great mouth was open slightly.
He was definitely asleep.
Kelly was beyond excited . She could approach him easily now… She clapped her hands
FirePalmThis is one of my first GT stories- it's OK- I think it has potential but we'll see. SO- Firepalm- what is that? It's the ability to shoot fire from her palms of course! the only issue is the main character, Esmeral has this ability, but because she is so young, she has not had time to control her power.... Now, Firepalm is a condition passed on from generation to generation, and only a few percent of people are born with it.FirePalm3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Anyway, Esmeral soon finds herself trapped in a world of Giants- a world where humans are extremely rare and are considered prized pets only the wealthy can afford. i don't want to spoil anymore- hope you enjoy it!
"Esmeral! Dear, you left the fire extinguisher in the trunk!"
I jumped and turned around. My tiny five-foot tall grandmother was shuffling towards the house with her little feet with her giant red purse in her jittering hands.
"Oh! Sorry!" I gasped. I rushed over to the car and carefully opened the trunk. I stared sadly at the red cy
Julie and NicholasJulie and Nicholas were engaged. They were the type of happy couple that made single people bitter on St. Valentines' Day. Nicholas had to agree with his buddies- he was a very lucky man to have landed such a beautiful woman. She was smart, funny, didn't mind watching monday night football with him; she was confident but not too controlling, and Julie didn't backseat drive at all. There was one weird thing though, that he didn't tell anyone. On the 12th of each month, Julie insisted that she be alone. She didn't let him visit her at all. At first, he took it personally. But after almost a year of it coupled with her insistence that it wasn't personal, he just grew used to it.Julie and Nicholas2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Until one day, on October 12, 2013, he forgot.
"Jules?" He stepped into her apartment with a sing song voice. A bouquet of vivid red roses was in his hand. He shut the door behind him and pocketed his keys. There was no reply. Maybe she was in the shower.
"I know I'm a day early, but I bought you a little annivers
Kiss, KissEvie lived in a enviable magnolia tree in a fine-living side of Sacramento. It was one of eight pristine trees planted along the exterior of a new apartment building. The new tenants filled every vacancy within a week of its opening- which baffled her to no end. The fairy just couldn't see the appeal of living in a big concrete box. How could human beings stand it, living so detached from the lush, soothing embrace of Mother Nature?Kiss, Kiss2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The day she first saw him was dreadfully gloomy. She was forced to take shelter on a third-story window sill while she waited for the rain to cease.
A male voice accompanied the opening of a door somewhere within the apartment. The disciplined little fairy shot up immediately and dashed to the corner. Always gotta be careful…. Getting spotted was such a dreadful hassle.
Then she saw him: he had a face that looked like it belonged on one of those big signs she saw sticking out by the road. He was tall (obviously), well-built in a natu
However Unlikely Ch. 1Chapter One: Found?However Unlikely Ch. 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elijah sighed as he looked around the city, his grey eyes not really seeing much of anything. He squatted down, cursing the boots they forced him to wear. No insoles allowed, damn bastards. Those black boots hurt his feet and the material of his uniform was barely any better. It itched every time he moved. He plucked at the drab grey front, fingering a black button. The sleeves were short, exposing his tanned muscular arms. He was one of the fittest Sentinels to oversee this area, and the youngest. Elijah sighed again and decided to head back to the station for lunch. It was a quiet day, after all.
“‘Scuse me? Mr. Sent’nel, sir?” a small voice piped up to his left, interrupting his train of thought. He turned his head and saw a small human child. He slowly wiped his hand down his face and attempted to smile. Probably lost, he thought grouchily. Tourists always seem to lose their kids beyond The Wall.
“Lost, little one?
Small Comforts ~ GT"DAMN IT!" A violently, pounding, voice suddenly vibrated against the air around the small human and she jumped, squeaking in terror at the suddenness of Jason's aggressive anger. The ground beneath her rumbled furiously with each enraged impact his enormous feet took with the ground and into the house, the vibrations seeping into the pads of her own feet and rattling up her legs to send her entire body trembling violently.Small Comforts ~ GT3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"DAMI IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT!!!" He hissed again, shaking Cameron's ribcage and spine with unintentional force and terrifying her into cowering behind an opposing table leg in the kitchen.
It had been three months that she had lived here now, lived here with one of THEM, the monstrous species of giants that overrun the defenseless humans and degraded them to mere pets (and rumored snacks). Though it hadn't been as terrifying as she first thought it would be to live with a breathing mountain, in fact, she actually found herself feeling rather fond and affectionate towa
Don't Stop! GT Short StoryEbony leaned back against the red wood's furry bark, breathing in a long trail of fresh air. Under her arm, sitting contently on her lap, was Melodon- her tiny Martin guitar. It was a light cream colored guitar with a loud sound, and small body. Ebony had received it on her twelfth birthday, and she had been playing ever since.Don't Stop! GT Short Story2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She looked out from her perch, staring curiously at the beautiful landscape... No one came up here. Except animals of course. And sometimes, Ebony would rarely catch a glimpse of a giant moving through the forest in long intimidating strides! Oh how those enormous creatures frightened her... But Ebony had to admit, they were quite impressive. They stood over 90 feet tall! They weren't ugly like the ones in old fairy tale books- they were almost godlike... Perfectly muscular with angelic features and voices as deep as the ocean, yet as soft as a the wind. Some were known to eat children, but Ebony didn't believe in such utter nonsense.
Ebony looked around, jus
GT: Guardian 1The sun was almost completely out of the sky at this time; not that it mattered considering it hid behind the numerous clouds all day anyway. It took only a few minutes for the temperature to drastically drop due to the absence of solar heat. Snow lightly began to fall over a small metropolitan city inhabited with houses, apartments, and businesses alike.GT: Guardian 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm going out!" Located in a small shoe store; which was irrationally sandwiched between two large industrial companies, a young girl, 14 or so, rushed out into the cold. She was aware that her parents could have cared less if she was there or not she didn't help with the family store as much as she could have, but still, she liked to announce her departure: acknowledgment or not from them.
She closed the store door behind her, hearing that familiar 'ding' and then fumbled to get her coat on correctly. She silently cursed and she struggled with the material as the wind pierced through her thin shirt and the tiny snowflakes
The Little Things in Life: Ch. 1Claire felt her chest rise and fall as she stepped into the dinning room where her aunt and her haughty friends were talking and sipping tea. The smell of cinnamon and fresh lemon danced in the air with the strong stench of perfume coming from the long mahogany dinning table. The sheen of the table only reflected her bubbling feelings of pure joy. But she dreaded the idea of speaking to those women who held themselves in such high regard that you could taste the bitterness in the aurora around them.The Little Things in Life: Ch. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Auntie Meg?" Claire murmured as she stepped into the splendid room of magnificent decor and richly attired furniture. The glow of the noon sun shone in the large, room length window behind her as the steady ticking of the grandfather clock met in silence as her aunt and friends ceased to speak.
Meg stared in slight bewilderment as her eyes quickly darted to her company and back to Claire. "My dear," she started, her voice hi
Someday Will Never Come: Part 1THUNK!...Someday Will Never Come: Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sound repeated itself over and over. It was deep. Booming. And it kinda had a grinding quality to it. Almost as if there was a large construction rake digging at the ground.
Whatever the noise was, it was starting to get really annoying.
'Holy crap. Who the hell is starting a construction job on a Sunday morning?' Aubrey thought groggily. Still half asleep, she clung to the welcoming, black numbness of her early morning nap as hard as she could. But she was slowly pushed into consciousness as the noise continued to pound away in the background.
Irritated at being woken up she rolled over onto her other side, trying to put her back to the sound and fall back into a blissful doze. She stretched lazily and let her muscles relax back into the cushioned frame of the large wooden lawn chai
First EncountersAbraham huffed as he bathed in the lake, grateful that he lived far away enough from the village so he avoided the humans but still close enough to the water so he could bathe in peace. Of course, he could only do it at night since if a human caught him, they would try to kill him.First Encounters3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Giants were not as magical and mythical as humans make them out. They were not as tall as skyscrapers or anything and they were not seeking out humans as meals. They weren't hideous troll creatures either that didn't wear proper clothing and covering either. Not all of them live and wandered all. Those fairytales and folktales completely twisted the truth. People hunted after them as though they were beasts of burden and told stories to their children in order to scare them from wandering off by themselves at night since "the giants would find them and eat them."
In truth, giants, to put it into the simplest of terms, looked exactly like humans, just obviously bigger. They weren't so big that they towered ov
SnaredDeath came in many forms. His was going to be a human.Snared3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Oh, Warren, what a sorry excuse for a wood nymph you are, he scolded himself miserably. Can't even take a simple walk without getting captured!
Warren shifted uncomfortably in the rope trap that hung from a tree limb, rocking gently in the night breeze. It had probably been meant for something bigger than him, but that didn't help him in the slightest. The openings between the patterns of rope were only big enough to get a limb out at a time, if he was lucky.
Slumping against at the bottom of the bag-like trap, he buried his face in his hands. He was surely as good as dead. From what he gathered, humans were merciless, especially toward things they didn't understand very well. A wood nymph wouldn't be an exception. A human wouldn't lay a trap without checking it later. It was only a matter of time. To make the situation more helpless, he was quite a distance from home. No help would be coming.
Trembling, he checked on
In the beginning..."Ugh, No!!!" He stomped in frustration, the ground shaking beneath his shoes. He had done it again another group of kids gone their terrified shouts still echoing through the forest as they fled back to town. Granted, they had lasted a little longer than most others who had seen him; he at least managed to utter a hopeful 'hello' before they took off running.In the beginning...3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But hey, wouldn't you freak out too if you saw a 40 foot tall ten year old?
"This is pointless." He groaned and sat down, leaning himself back against a sturdy elm tree. Above him was the sudden rustling of leaves and chattering of squirrels, but he paid them no heed. "Why did we have to move so close to a human city? I miss my old friends and I can't make new ones if all the kids I meet keep running aw-"
His eyes widened and he nearly jumped out of his skin as he felt a small weight fall onto his che
No Monster Lines"Leo! Hey Leo, wait up! Hey!" I ran, following my big friend after he bolted. I knew that chasing after a 53 ½ foot tall giant on foot wasn't one of my smartest ideas, but right now he needed me. He was upset, and I needed to be there for him.No Monster Lines3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After several minutes of jogging through the trees, I finally found him. He was leaning against the sturdy trunk of a large oak, hugging his knees and staring blankly across the lake we played in so often as kids. I took a moment to catch my breath from all of that running before walking up to him. I placed a hand on his thigh and looked up at his distressed face.
He said nothing.
"Leo, it's going to be ok...you know they didn't mean it like tha-"
"Yes!" He snapped, whipping his head down to look at me with his sad eyes. I winced a little from the volume of his voice. He had issues keeping his rumbling v
When You're Gone:: Chapter OneTenderly brushing his hand against her cheek—stained a blazing red from tears of despair and the merciless cold—Jake brought his lips onto Annabel's in a long kiss. She eventually and, albeit, reluctantly dipped into the caring motion, the both of them pulling away after a moment to bask in each other's presence. Each hot breath they exhaled came out in puffs and mixed with the frigid temperature of the January air. Annabel stared into her boyfriend's icy-blue eyes before looking back down to her jacket, absentmindedly fiddling with the plastic buttons.When You're Gone:: Chapter One2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Do you...really have to go?" she asked with hesitation, slowly tilting her head to meet his eyes once again. "It doesn't have to be you. There are others who could fill your place! You don't have to..."
Jake chuckled, ending with a sigh. "Annie...you know I have to. Rules are rules," he said, stroking her brunette hair fondly. "Don't worry. I'll be fine, all right?"
Abruptly, she turned her back to him, crossing her
Worth Living GT“Don’t eat that!”Worth Living GT2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The tiny voice was like a random spark in Zane’s sensitive ears. He blinked rapidly and looked around his step dad’s small apartment kitchen.
The lights were dim- nothing on the granite counter except for the morning newspaper and some old mail.
Zane bit his lip- he could feel the newborn facial hairs prickle his saliva-coated tongue.
He lowered his clenched fist to his side, and stuffed the two deathly pills in his sweatshirt pocket.
“Whose there?” he snarled.
There was absolute silence.
Zane shook his head angrily- “It’s just in your head,” he told himself angrily. He looked suspiciously towards the back door, expecting to see someone dart away from the window.
No one was there.
With a heavy sigh, Zane decided to go upstairs… It would be more secretive this way- not as dramatic… Not that he cared or anything.
As he moved towards the stairs to his room- something scurried past his foot- but it
Frozen- GT storyCold. Freezing skin- His gentle fingers scooped the small figure from the winter snow, careful not to press to hard onto those fragile limbs… His bare skin touched hers- her chilly frozen skin against his.Frozen- GT story3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He held her tiny body in one hand while the other dove into his jean pocket to extract a velvet cloth. He hurriedly wrapped the tiny morsel up in the red blanket, gently pressing the fabric against her numb skin.
He looked up and bit his chapped lips- and ran his moist tongue across the faint whiskers that grew there. He brought the child against him- and pressed her ever so gently against his breast, and rubbed her tiny back with a hesitant finger.
He took a slow step towards the right, and quickly broke into a brisk walk, eyes up ahead towards his cabin. He could see a faint trail of his own foot prints leading back up to the house.
He didn't waste anytime returning. He took long strides, rubbing the little thumbling in his hand with his numb fingers, teeth chattering eyes an
A Date Within the Walls: Part 1“Hey Travis.”A Date Within the Walls: Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He sighed, keeping his eyes shut.
He clenched his eyes a bit, shifting and attempting to keep relaxed.
“... Travis!” This time with a quick tap on the top of his head, he sighed and opened his eyes. Taking in the forest before him, he dared not move his head too much.
“What! What, Amanda?” He asked up to the human on his head. Had he spoken like that to any other human he imagined they'd have run off. Amanda though...
A bit of his now bright blue hair hung down in front of him as a tiny face peeked into his field of view, her own blonde hair hanging down. “I'm bored.”
“I thought you said you wanted to relax out in the forest?”
“We've been doing that... we've been doing that the past couple hours.” She said, jumping down to the ground. “As comfy as your hair is, I think we should go out and do something... Didn't you mention this cafe you like back in town?”
The Big Sibling ProgramMy name is Amelia Rose Moffingale. I have a younger sister named Amanda (Amanda Caridee Pasco, if you want specifics) and two big—and I emphasize 'big' for a reason—brothers. None of them are my real family so to speak...they're actually my adoptive/foster family.The Big Sibling Program3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Several years ago, when I had been about eight years old, I lost both of my parents to the sea; the two of them had loved to travel on the water—they had their own boat and everything. They would take me along with them too so that I could experience the beauty of the oceans and the sea. My life had been the water, but the water was what also tore my happy days apart...
It had been a stormy night in August: we were traveling along the Cape Cod when the waves suddenly grew rougher and more violent. On the strongest gale of wind and tide pressure, it had caused the boat to tip until the moment where my father lost control; my parents had known that we weren't going to make it. As my father wrestled with his crew,
College Gift~ GT(PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION FIRST~~~ thanks ^^)College Gift~ GT3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
" .One down fifty six more to go " Jason sighed heavily as he set down the electrical engineering textbook and slumped back into his desk's chair. His notepad now held a full-scale circuit unit for a high end voltage electrical switch, hooked up to several others. It mazed around his page and he finished it off with a few labels here and there. He had been reluctantly working on that for the past hour and a half, and just when his spirits raised at its completion, they came crashing back down as he glanced over the assigned work.
"Uuugh .ill never get this done in time!" He couldn't help burying his face in his hands and moan in exhaustion. "Its too much!" he complained to his empty living room. Luckily there was enough room for a work desk right beside a bookcase when he first moved in, otherwise he would be in his bedroom or on the couch, and he was easily distracted. The large TV sat behind him on a far off wall and th