Adventure
Salvation
The taste of salt water and blood filled his mouth with each passing stroke. His limbs were becoming heavy, and he struggled to keep his head above the waterline. Before him he could see his salvation, but exhaustion was taking hold, choking what little hope he had for survival left. Shock kept the pain from the gash in his leg from overtaking him, but Samuel knew that slowly blood was flowing from him, mixing with the water of the dark salty sea, and ensnaring him in the cold grip of the unknown. Only the raft ahead of him could save him, but it was drifting further and further away. Every time he breathed, fresh saltwater rushed in to fill his lungs and he spat it back out when he surfaced again, but he was losing the battle against the tide. He couldn’t believe it, until in a moment of panicked strokes, his fingertips collided with the hardwood of the raft, its coarse and splintered hull ripping into his waterlogged and pulped fingertips.
By Jonathan Medrano4 years ago in Fiction
Blizzard
Ella It was a particularly cold day in January. I had decided to walk to Mr. Anley’s house. I was taking care of his dog Bruno. I had my own dogsitting service. I would be staying there overnight for the next couple of nights. Anyway, walking there, was the big mistake. When I first walked out of the house, it was just flurrying. A snowflake here, a snowflake there. Nothing much to worry about, really. I almost slipped on a patch of ice about twenty feet from the house, but I had incredible balance, so I did not fall over.
By Margaret Walsh 4 years ago in Fiction
Costa Valiente
It took all of three hours for my father to round up each and every one of Costa Valiente’s fishermen in the village square. Many of them came prepared, harpoons and nets already in hand, but all of them looked angry, practically frothing at the mouth.
By Sean M Tirman4 years ago in Fiction
Xonda's Green Light
Jzohn had to find that Trexdi before the end of the day. He knew he needed to get back to his home on Planet Xonda before sundown. Xonda was a planet known for its resources of fine stones. Each stone correlated to the parts on a person's body. The stones were, turquoise, garnets, peridots, moonstones, emeralds, and quartz, and many many more. Jzohn knew he'd have to worker harder to catch up with the schedule of mining on Xonda and to make for the time away. He loved living and working on the planet Xonda. He felt safe. His work on Xonda entailed laying the precious stones into the life source grail for the safety of planet Xonda. Every inch of Xonda's ground, buildings, or environment had to be inlaid with the precious stones. The stones ensured that the Ghoke would not enter into Xonda's atmosphere. The Ghoke is a Death Air; and the stones would weaken the Ghoke's grip tremendously and keep the Ghoke away.
By Sandra Wilson4 years ago in Fiction
Anticipation
My fathers figure looked large standing in front of the sliding glass doors to our dining room. He was looking out towards the paddocks of our property, with his hands in his pockets and his shoulders shrugged upwards slightly. You could feel the anticipation of the temperature running through his body. It was COLD!! Not just a little bit cold, it was “bloody freezing” according to my Dad. I stood up and walked over to the glass sliding doors and took in the view in front of me.
By Karen Hodder4 years ago in Fiction
THE QUEST
Lam was still a juvenile, at 20 summers old he would not reach his sexual maturity for another 6 years. In reality Lam knew it would be difficult for him because of his size, he was very under developed and had been the runt (and embarrassment) of the family. His mother had always been kind but his father practically refused to acknowledge him, saying he brought shame to the species as ‘we are the direct descendants of Cretalamna the great megalodon who ruled the oceans at the time of the birthing of the world.’
By Julia Brennan 4 years ago in Fiction
