Blankmarks
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I’m Blankmarks and I love magic and fiction. I’ll write about various magic types and concepts not only for fun but to help writers create new magical worlds. I'll also post short stories, writing tips, and more.
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7 Familiars of Zero
It was that time of the year again, Springtime Summoning Festival. The time when the second years of Tristain Magical Academy finally summon their own servant, a familiar. Most of the students were nothing short of excited! That’s because today they will finally have a loyal servant that would cater to their every whim. They would perform for them to the best of their ability.
By Blankmarks3 years ago in Fiction
The Wedding Dress
Our mother sat us down and opened her bedroom closet to reveal a pristine wedding gown. Our eyes widen at the surprising beauty of the dress, sparkling like a snow-white diamond. My sisters and I couldn’t rip our eyes off it. Mother stepped in front of the dress and covered up the light like a sheltering moon.
By Blankmarks3 years ago in Fiction
How To Deal With Your Favorite Stories Dying
Many fans today feel betrayed and lost. Your favorite story or franchise, corrupted and broken. Most are in denial and others don’t know what to do with themselves. As a fan of many dying franchises, I want to help those still struggling with the situation.
By Blankmarks3 years ago in Geeks
Dancing Under The Ashes
The young girl once again enters the stage bathed by orange starlight. No one is there to wipe her tears or hold her tight. Her song is not for the living or the dead but for those that belong to neither. She looks to the endless void as it lights up with explosions from the battle. Her white dress and hair flow in the artificial wind, signaling the start of her desperate battle against herself. She sings beautifully out to the dying manikins, both warning them and supporting their struggle.
By Blankmarks3 years ago in Fiction
The Ride Home
“She was drowning. She thrashed violently against the waves like an animal, but Step-Dad wouldn’t let go. Eventually, the screams stopped and he turned his attention to me. My body was shaking as if an earthquake was happening, his footstep felt that way. He grabbed me by my shirt, I couldn’t resist, my mind had shut down.”
By Blankmarks3 years ago in Horror
