Jamye Sharp
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Oregon writer, trying to have some fun and improve my craft.
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Cry in the Water Part 5
"Oh no it's not!" cried Zena, as another blow fell upon the iron shod doors. She held her thin blade sword, alight now with dripping fire, and waited for the creaking timbers to recoil after the attack. She had seen the space between the doors widen as the great body outside pressed hard against them with its full weight. In one fluid movement, she struck her weapon right through the gap like a striking serpent, a swift stroke and retreat before the gap closed. So fast there was a moment of silence before a shriek rang out from the other side as the wound was felt.
By Jamye Sharp7 months ago in Fiction
The Cry in the Water Part 4
The island half of the village Ilmara was older than the part that had grown on the opposite shore. Many of the buildings were still constructed from timber, but there were a few that had been replaced with stone over the years. These were principally nearest to Sol Adementa that loomed large on a rise overlooking all, as if the last lords of the fortress had been slowly remaking every structure to match as they had time and resources. A petrification creeping out across the land. In the quiet and abandoned streets, it was easy to imagine it so.
By Jamye Sharp7 months ago in Fiction
