Magical Realism
Blood of my Blood
Aileana's breath misted in the crisp air of the Highlands as she drew her bowstring taut. The wind whispered through the heather, carrying a scent of earth and wild thyme. With a gaze as sharp as the arrow nocked between her fingers, she focused on the distant target—a weathered stump adorned with concentric circles painted in faded colors.
By Mara Edwards2 years ago in Chapters
Blood of my Blood
Aileana’s chest heaved as she ascended the cragged incline, her footsteps a silent cadence against the wild thistle and heath. The Highlands lay before her, a tapestry of greens and purples undulating with the capricious will of the wind. Here, nestled in the quietude of nature, the cacophony of courtship and duty faded into the whispers of breezes through the bent grasses.
By Mara Edwards2 years ago in Chapters
Blood of my Blood
Aileana's breath misted in the cool Highland air; her gaze fixed on the distant target. With practiced grace, she drew the bowstring taut, aligning the arrow with her intent. The world hushed to the whisper of wind through heather and the creak of bending yew.
By Mara Edwards2 years ago in Chapters
Blood of my Blood
Ewan's form undulated, scales shimmering with the dying light as he retreated into the shadow of an Ancient oak. It was a secluded place, where the whispers of the forest spoke of enchantment and old secrets. With the grace of leaves falling to their final resting place on the autumn-kissed earth, his mighty dragon body contracted, contorting in a silent dance of transformation.
By Mara Edwards2 years ago in Chapters
Blood of my Blood
Night had unfurled its velvety cloak across the sky as Ewan, with the sinuous grace of his Dragon form, cleaved through the cool air. The moon, a silent sentinel, bathed the world below in a lustrous glow that danced off his shimmering silver scales. He was a spectral vision, an ethereal creature borrowed from the realm of myth and legend, gliding above the sleeping kingdom.
By Mara Edwards2 years ago in Chapters
Blood of my Blood
The wind held its breath, and Lady Aileana Glenroth became the stillness. Clad in her hunting garb, -a blend of earthen tones that whispered of forest and heather- she stood poised as if carved from the very landscape. Her fingers caressed the smooth wood of the bow, an extension of her own sinew and bone.
By Mara Edwards2 years ago in Chapters
Linus
June 4 2023 LINUS I opened my eyes one at a time and the sun was so bright so I had to squint a little but it also feels so warm and soft on my skin and I rolled around in the grass on my back with my feet in the air and everything felt light and weightless and like I was floating but I wasn’t because I was on the grass but that is how light I felt and when I jumped up so so fast and nothing ached and I was so strong so I started running in circles and noticed I was in a big green field and so I ran as fast as I could to the other side of it and I was as fast as the wind blows and the wind blew my ears back like in a car but it was because I was so fast, and when I got to the other side of the field I turned around and ran back to where I started and again I was so fast, maybe even faster than the first time, faster than I ever ran after a frisbee which I thought was impossible but I was running as fast as the wind and when I got to the other side, to the spot I woke up from my nap, there was a field of carrots which was wonderful because I love carrots and I thought this must be what Heaven is like, filled with carrot snacks and a body that is light and I thought “how do I know what Heaven is?” and I just knew that there was a place after the world with my people but before I could think about it too long a rabbit raced across my path and I could tell it wanted me to follow it so I chased the rabbit over a hill and then chased it more up to the top of the highest mountain and the rabbit disappeared and the sun was really close to my face and I closed my eyes to soak the sunbeam into my bones even though they didn’t hurt anymore, and when I opened them this time, the whole sky was dark except for way far away where it was bright, and there was a rainbow. I wanted to go towards the rainbow even though it was dark it felt safe-dark so I started walking but slowly, not like the wind but like when I stop to sniff everything on a walk with Mom or Big Guy. But I kept walking, and the rainbow didn’t get closer and the hill didn’t get further so it stayed the same distance ahead and behind and then the rabbit showed up again so this time I did not chase it but instead I crouched down really low to the ground so I could look in its eyes as best as I could and I moved slowly so that I didn’t startle him and he wiggled his little rabbit nose and so I showed him I could wag my tail but I think he already knew that and he came closer and then closer and then he whispered in my ear. He told me many secrets about the world with people in it and about my body and what was happening, and he told me secrets about this place with the rainbows and the grass and the carrots and the wind that carries me and smells like the waves I like to splash in and I understood and felt sad and happy all at the same time. The rabbit whispered one more thing in my ear before he turned into a ball of glowing light and floated away in sparkling dust made of stars, he told me to call out a name. I didn’t understand why but I trusted this rabbit so I did what he said and I stood up tall on the mountain side with the rainbow in front of me and the field of carrots behind me and I got puffed up really big and as loud as I could, I called out a name. I heard it echo as far as the rainbow and beyond, and in all the spaces that are dark and light. I called out a name, and that name was Charlie.
By Morgan Longford2 years ago in Chapters
He came back from the dead 4 months after being buried
A strange and strange story happened in Egypt, where an Egyptian family was surprised by the return of their son, who had died and his body was buried alive 4 months ago. The people of the village of Kafr Al-Hasr, affiliated with the city of Zagazig in the Sharkia Governorate in the north of the country, found Muhammad Al-Jamal, whose family had announced his death, and his body was buried in the village cemetery last March
By Mosap Homa2 years ago in Chapters
