Sarah Comber
Bio
Storyteller at heart. Writing is my favourite escape. Always imagining new little worlds and scribbling down ideas. Some of these ideas are stories here.
Thank you for taking time to read my stories—I hope they offer you a little escape too.
Stories (5)
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Born of Blood and Flame
“There weren't always dragons in the Valley.” Bryn withheld the temptation to roll her eyes as Eldren began his speech. She’d heard it already far too many times, and Eldren was a master politician. Despite his ancestors having little to nothing to do with the dragon repopulation after the Fall of Skryr, his silver-tongue had deftly made the other members of the council believe otherwise.
By Sarah Comber4 years ago in Fiction
Light as Feathers
The silence was thick in the 2007 Honda Civic Hatchback. They’d been driving for nearly two hours and not a word had been exchanged between father and son. The countryside flashed by in blurs of lush green forests and golden canola fields—peppered every now and then with tall silver grain silos and brick-red barns.
By Sarah Comber4 years ago in Fiction
In an Octopus’ Garden
The boat is bobbing up and down and up and down, slamming against frothy waves, as I ready myself to disembark. I’m painfully aware of the near 30-kilograms of gear—air tank, BCD, regulator, weight belt, mask, snorkel, wet suit and flippers—that make out-of-water movements exceedingly difficult for my 170-centimetre, 54-kilogram frame.
By Sarah Comber5 years ago in FYI
