Raine Fielder
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Raine has been writing poetry since she was in seventh grade. She has written several poems, song lyrics, short stories and eight books. Writing is her main purpose.
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Residency
I knew the art residency I had signed up for was going to be in a castle, but the pictures and description couldn’t have prepared me for the reality of it. We drove over a drawbridge; I couldn’t believe the place had a moat. Then we went through the tunnel in the stone wall around the base of the hill, then pulled up the winding drive. Once at the top we drove around the side of the castle and down a slope into an underground garage. The driver parked in one of the slots in a row occupied by matching unremarkable black cars. He got out and opened my door for me and helped me out. I was glad I had worn my gauzy dress; it was comfortable but also felt medieval and ethereal. It was an off-white color spaghetti strap with barely visible flowers all over it. It fell to my calves and was cinched around my waist loosely. I left my auburn hair down and my curls felt heavy on my bare shoulders.
By Raine Fielder5 months ago in Fiction
Too Dark. Content Warning.
The cabin was only one room. There was a fireplace in one corner with two wooden chairs that looked about a hundred years old. There was a table and chairs in the opposite corner. They also looked like they would fall apart if the wind blew. There was a door Jessica assumed was the back door, given the size of the cabin, opposite the front. Beside it, there was the map on the back wall and a small table in front of it with the lit candle on it. Will had placed other candles he’d found in the windows and on the table and mantle. The place was pretty well lit.
By Raine Fielder6 months ago in Fiction
Ever Bound
It was my first day at a new school. I had been unhappy and bullied at the public school. My cousin went to a private school, and he talked me into joining him there. As I walked inside I saw my cousin with a group of boys a lot older than me. My cousin was a senior, so I assumed his friends were too. I pulled my bag up higher on my shoulder and headed that way, because I didn’t know anyone else. The room was small, there were only about fifty students in the entire school. My cousin saw me and waved, then waved me toward them. I waved back. The guy right beside of him stared at me, he had long black hair and wore jeans and a black band shirt. I smiled at him, and he smiled back. My breathing halted for a second, but I shook it off and kept moving.
By Raine Fielder6 months ago in Fiction
Pocahontas
She was running as fast as she could through the forest, the wind and branches catching the edges of her hair. The pulling didn’t bother her when a piece got snagged, she was used to that. It motivated her to run harder and faster. She ran until she broke through the tree line out into the field. In front of her by a few yards the river roared towards home. She was almost there now, could almost smell the smoke from cooked fish and squash. She ran toward the river and turned at the last second to follow the flow south. Up ahead there was a cliff, the river jumped over the edge in great gulps of waves, splashing into the water below. It was getting closer and she sped up, feeling her heartbeat quicken. Right before she reached the edge she leapt into the air, inspired by the deer she’d watched jumping over fallen trees or off of rocks as someone hunted them. She felt the wind hit her even harder as she floated for a moment, she was flying. Down she went, riding air just in front of the waterfall until she landed feet first into the water at the bottom. Going down several feet she felt her extended foot hit the sand for a split second and she pushed hard to bounce herself back up. It was around twenty feet or more to the surface and the bounce cut the effort she would need to break through the water in half. She could see a figure on the bank of the river as she reached the surface. She broke through and gasped hard, taking in as much air as she could as she brushed the hair and water off her face. She’d been turned around, so she spun the water to see her visitor.
By Raine Fielder7 months ago in History
I Resign From Hiding. Honorable Mention in I Resign From… Challenge. Content Warning.
I hereby resign from keeping my mouth shut. I once decided to stop hiding that I was raped but I still haven't publicly announced any names. And so many times I have stayed quiet about what other people have done. It's what I was taught to do. It is what I was *trained* to do.
By Raine Fielder8 months ago in Journal
