Adventure
The Olive Branch
Chapter One **Reader’s POV** Laughter coming from outside as Fern enters her home with two pails of water. She puts the pails in the kitchen and sits on one of the stools. She brushes her wavy brunette hair out of her sunburnt face and wipes the sweat off of her brow. She watches her young teenager daughter, Olive, play outside and shakes her head.
By Ambyr Bean3 years ago in Fiction
Misha and Birdie
PART ONE When Misha was three years old, they would cut her hair short and dress her in blue. They told her she asked too many questions, she sang too sweetly, and she cried too much. Misha was crying when we first met. When I heard that desperate, grating sound, it saved my life.
By Michael O'Konis3 years ago in Fiction
Prisoners
A blind toddler sat alone in a forest. He didn’t know where he was or how he had come to be there. The last thing he remembered was lying on a bed of straw in the king’s stables, surrounded by the smell of manure and neighing horses. But when he opened his eyes, although the five-year-old could see only darkness, he knew instantly that he had awoken somewhere else. He could feel the long blades of grass under his body. He could hear the singsong of birds and smell the fresh outside air. This place was unfamiliar to him, foreign.
By Matthew Perrino3 years ago in Fiction
An Inconvenient Prophesy
It has been a general rule amongst us dragons to not meddle in the affairs of humans. If you come across a battlefield, walk away. You discover the dead and dying, leave them to their fate. It is what has kept us safe and what has allowed us to achieve some measure of peace. As long as a dragon isn’t foolish enough to take a deal protecting a tower or go idiotically terrorizing human villages, they aren’t likely to send knights to hunt us down.
By Taylor Mead3 years ago in Fiction
