Impact Theory"What do you want to be when you grow up?"Impact Theory2 years ago in Horror
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It's a question Welknan schoolteachers ask their students every year, from the day the children enter school to the day the young adults leave. Answers are carefully catalogued and presented to the students at their graduation ceremony in a beautifully decorated scrapbook made by the teacher of each student, added to each year, growing with the child.
It's arguably a silly tradition, and perhaps even morbid to remind the adults of failed childhood dreams, but it's meant to inspire and the children love it, and it's something to do anyway.
Some kids stick to plain, safe answers- tailor, construction, banker, teacher, doctor. Others get imaginative- artist, musician, architect. Others still are painfully practical- shop assistant, office worker. Once in a while, a few are philosophical- "me" and "good" are common.
Rosalin is invariably of the plain variety, not because she isn't imaginative, practical, or philosophical (she is, at times), but be
Chaos WarsPrologueChaos Wars2 years ago in General Fiction
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What remained of the memory? A fragment? A scattered piece of an ever-growing puzzle? Is it the will of gods, or is it the curiosity of those who create anarchy within worlds? Whatever the case, one thing is for sure, a world tainted by the shadowed claws will infect the brotherhood. Corruption turns father against son, brother against sister, and in turn, the sparks of war are ignited. Thus was the beginning...of Chaos.
Jane paused in her recollection, remembering events that would scar a normal man on the inside. She knew everything that there was to know. Well, of the war at least. There lay no mistake to her memories. Though Jane didn't want to admit it; she missed the old days, when she worked for the highest bidder. When she didn't abide to the rules of society, but that was over 26 years ago; before she chose her allegiance to the Order, before she married her sworn enemy, before...
A voice broke the silen
Brier-RoseBrier-Rose2 years ago in Drama
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I thought that you would....awake from that corrupt sleep
And wait for me; alas, but you died in a dream
A year of sleep turned into two, three, twenty, a thousand.
A young Princeling named Gerard was brought up on the lore of beautiful Princesses, wizards, dragons, and elves. But it would be an insult to call them myths for these creatures of magic were real.
The young Prince was shown every magical creature possible by his Oma, who was a witch. She saw the creativity that flowed from his fingertips when he drew or wrote, and in the way he sang. She saw how much he enjoyed the stories, how he would constantly ask to hear more and have others repeated, and so she decided it would be good to show him these magical creatures.
The King and Queen, Gerard's parents, had been horrified upon Oma suggesting this, but could not deny Oma's clever argument that it would do Gerard good. A king needed to know and understand his subjects to better reign over them, and also be able to k