Brittany Miller
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Dipping my toe in to writing for the first time. Please be patient and gentle, my work is in the chrysalis stage. I am no King, Rice, Asimov, Salvatore, Goodkind, or Dick...
Stories (2)
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The Journey(revised)
The Journey- by Brittany Kaye Miller Gray skies cluttered with thick clouds signaled to the Old One that a storm was going to appear. Storms were rare, normally the sky burned almost white hot, the atmosphere encouraging the bone breaking winds to blow strong and relentless. Long ago, when the Old One was a young one, the vegetation surrendered to the sweltering pressure cooker of the blazing sun. The only plants still living were those grown in the cave formations of old, once called Eoilan caves. Natural fortresses made of ancient sandstone rock where those clever enough to survive, planted their saved seeds and harnessed the sun using pieces of shiny-shiny looking glass that was still found in big pieces in some of the abandoned places.
By Brittany Miller5 years ago in Fiction
The Dream Wolf
Young children often times have scary dreams, dreams that can induce the most horrific panic driven cries for help. Sleepless parents often wonder what protection they can offer their children besides the comforting feeling of being squished between them in the parental bed. While I was not a youngster that experienced many bad dreams, as an adult I have had more than my fair share of heart pounding, sweat dripping, creature features. The most insidious dreams for me are the dreams that seem etched in a warped reality so close to waking reality that my sleep self can't help but wonder am I really asleep? Enter a story that is hopefully silly and quirky enough to work in real life while being applicable to the young and older alike.
By Brittany Miller5 years ago in Fiction
