A. L. Benware
Bio
I wrote my first poem in second grade, I had my poetry published in an anthology when I was 15 and now I think I have the beginnings of my first(-ish) novel in the works. My mind constantly builds worlds and stories that I hope to share!
Stories (24)
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Mirror Mirror in the Box
*THUMP* The sound startled me from the (finally) comfortable position I had found in the corner of the couch. I look around my empty house in a panic before realizing the sound had to have come from outside the front door. With a hand clutching my chest as though I was somehow keeping my rapidly beating heart from jumping out of the skin there, I opened the door to which I saw a lone box. I heard the faint buzzing of the drone that had likely dropped off the mysterious package.
By A. L. Benware3 years ago in Fiction
Vega: Guardian of the Individual
A roar rattled the trees of the otherwise desolate forest. This was followed immediately by the frantic pounding of hooves against the fallen autumn leaves on the near freezing earth. The enormous buck had lived a long and fruitful life in relative peace…until now. Now, a large shadow loomed ever closer over the distressed creature as it ran for its life. Another roar shook the forest and the deer bawled as the last thing he saw were the jaws of the dragon coming for its next meal.
By A. L. Benware3 years ago in Fiction
Flower of Embers
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. For so long it had laid barren until a single flower sprung from its center. A pulse of magic and wonder radiated from its glowing petals and into its roots, spreading throughout the land. The flower resembled that of a burning ember and, as if in natures response to its bloom, dragons began to populate the untouched, rolling green pastures. The magnificent, winged creatures lived in the Valley peacefully for millennia and it had become the dragons most sacred space as it was where they always returned to raise their hatchlings year after year. The young dragons would draw upon the natural magic of the land as they grew to be able to breathe their first dragon fire before moving on to distant lands all over the world. Then suddenly, the Valley was discovered.
By A. L. Benware4 years ago in Fiction
The Guardian
She stopped, clutching the heart shaped locket to her chest as she looked for the best escape route. Behind her she could hear the sirens and people screaming; trying to find her. The locket hummed in her hand as she scaled the side of a small tool shed and dropped to find a small enclave of abandoned wood and bricks.
By A. L. Benware5 years ago in Fiction
