Sarah Nichols
Bio
I’ve been writing since 6th grade in 2003, when I found a deep abiding love of fantasy. I'm always looking to improve however, so please feel free to comment!
Stories (3)
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Rising Tides: Prologue
Prologue The fire crackled merrily in the hearth as a man sat at a desk covered in scattered papers and charts. He looked up wearily, his coal colored eyes set deep in his skull. With a long, suffering sigh, he bowed his head, gently rubbing his temples. The papers below his gaze seemed to hold nothing but swimming numbers and letters, causing his eyes to cross for a moment as he struggled to regain his grip on his sanity. He pushed himself away from the cluttered desk with a loud protest from the unfortunate chair. “I need a pint and a smoke if I want to get through these before morning,” he growled softly to himself.
By Sarah Nichols3 years ago in Fiction
Til the End
I was just a tiny pup when she brought me home. Can't say that these years have been easy, but I certainly wouldn't change them for the world. She promised me from day one, 'We'll always be together. It's you and me, until the end.' And though we've had many challenges since then, she's never, ever broken her promise. So, I have no reason to believe that she will do so now.
By Sarah Nichols3 years ago in Fiction
Haunted
Nobody can hear you scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Not even the sounds of the blaring alarms could drown out the words as they bounced around in their heads. As the frantic escapees scrabbled to their places in the cockpit, the unspoken memories hovered over them like a storm threatening to break. The warden’s haunting words felt like a noose around their necks, tightening around their throats with every passing second. Each inmate sat down at a console, hurriedly initiating the launch codes as quickly as they could manage in their uncomfortably tight and restrictive grey prison suits. Nervously, one glanced over their shoulder towards the rear of the small shuttle, the short tendrils that trailed from the side of their head fluttered and large blue eyes darted about.
By Sarah Nichols3 years ago in Fiction
