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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Noumenon
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. The rooftops of the buildings that surrounded them. The streets down below, people peppering the sidewalks as though they were ants marching to and fro a million miles away.
By Raine Fielder3 years ago in Fiction
Beyond the Moon
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But has anyone thought to question whether or not you can hear yourself? And that's what she thought about as she stared out the small window at her only escape. As the space station floated through the endless void, she was alone. Well no, not completely alone. But maybe that wouldn't have even been much better than her current circumstances.
By Raine Fielder3 years ago in Horror
Too Dark
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. No one was there to see when it lit up, but it was felt. There was a chill in the air. The forest grew silent. Ground animals went into their burrows and the birds nestled tighter in their nests and a few miles from the cabin a group of hikers trudged uphill slowly.
By Raine Fielder4 years ago in Horror
Masque of the Black Death. Content Warning.
Once upon a midnight dreary, as I sat lonesome and weary. I thought of all the events of the night before. My deepest fears now confirmed that I was to blame, of all the ones who have gone the same way before. Carrier of the disease, survivor that I am, immunity a blessing and a curse. On the day of Hypomone, the fall of Constantinople and the death of Constantine XI, so we celebrate the birth of the helpful, Ruin of the twenty first year. With décor and aesthetic of the macabre, beauty and of fear.
By Raine Fielder4 years ago in Fiction
Fools and Sages
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. They arrived before I was born about three decades prior to my birth. Galya Farja was a peaceful place before that, or so I’ve heard. They say the dragons came because the people were too sinful, too self-indulgent, too savage. The Metanoia people were the ones who lived here before but now they are called Drearians by the Benin people. The Benins showed up a little before the dragons. The Benins blame the sinful savageness of the Drearians for the dragons’ arrival. This is what we are all taught in school from the first day to the last. I was raised by my father, the head of agriculture of the valley. My mother was a Drearian, and she was killed in an accident right after I was born, so they say. My father and her never married, he married his own kind and had my half-sister, Tamar. I’m a half-breed and there is only so much my father’s power can get me. I work at the pub in town. Alcohol is forbidden and I don’t mind that, we serve cider mostly and other drinks. It’s mostly just a place for all the Benin men to come after work to avoid their boring lives at home. The Benin women do not come to the pub. Drearian women do though, along with the Drearian men.
By Raine Fielder4 years ago in Fiction
More Like Me
The way things looked today, moving slowly around her as she rearranged the things on her bedside table for the third time. She tried not to think about the test that was forthcoming this evening. The headmistress had warned her to be there on time today, this was her last chance and if she was late again she would fail out of the program. Part of her thought that maybe she was missing the test on purpose to avoid the embarrassment of failing. Her powers were progressing, but her issues made it almost impossible to focus enough to control them. Like most people her powers were linked to her emotions and that was her weakness, keeping her emotions in check. Her mood swings were erratic, and her temper had surprised even her quite a few times. This semester was even harder because her boyfriend, Galen, had graduated and left her alone with her poor social skills and not many friends.
By Raine Fielder4 years ago in Fiction
