Randy Dannenfelser
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Fly to the Light
The airship sailed endlessly through a sea of clouds, its massive form a floating city gleaming in the sunlight that never penetrated to the lower decks. On the high decks, the golden air shimmered with warmth and luxury. Loren stood on his balcony, overlooking the expanse of the upper decks, where marble and polished brass gleamed in the sun. The scent of fresh cultivated greens from a lower deck wafted on the breeze, mingling with the tang of salt from the sea somewhere below the clouds.
By Randy Dannenfelserabout a year ago in Fiction
The Ocean Within
Finally, the sun emerged from behind the gas giant planet Titania, and Lysa adjusted her filter mask tighter. The summer solstice had officially arrived on Titania’s moon, Faerrus, and back at the colony they would be celebrating. Celebrating for her meant testing out a new theory about this moon’s ocean. She pulled her brown hair back into a short ponytail, then shoved her boat off the mineral encrusted shore into the bay with a final crunch.
By Randy Dannenfelser2 years ago in Fiction
As the Sun Slips Below the Horizon
Every day, we held our breath as the sun slipped below the horizon, convinced magic vanished with its dying light. Shadows gathered, colors faded, and we yearned for the dawn. But one lonely night, we peered into the darkness. To our astonishment, the stars twinkled like floating landscapes, we weaved tales of the dancing figures alit in the velvet sky. Fireflies danced in ethereal unison, casting a soft glow upon the whispers of the night calling birds serenading our souls. We discovered even in the depths of darkness you can find a twinkling magic that equals daylight's brilliance.
By Randy Dannenfelser3 years ago in Fiction
The Darkness in the Mirror
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. It was an old man, with wrinkles etched deep into his face and eyes that looked as though they had seen too much, and wanted to see more. And then there was the blood. I shuddered and turned away, wondering if I was losing my mind. But as I glanced back, the reflection was still there, staring back at me with a look of malice.
By Randy Dannenfelser3 years ago in Horror
