Fantasy
Mudculber (bunker stories #3)
Brogan learns sign language Brogan’s hearing was damaged when he was six by a older kid who did band next door to when Brogan did dance, the kid thought it would be funny if he blew his trombone as loud as he could right in his ear, but after Brogan could see people laughing but it was very faint, he was so scared he started to cry, after that incident the kid was kicked out of the band and Brogan stopped dancing cause of his hearing loss, ever since the accident, my father had paid every single doctor to see if there was anyway to get his hearing back, repair the hearing nerves or at least stop the damage from going any farther into with his hearing loss, but there was nothing they could do to save his ability to hear. Ever since than, his hearing had been leaving slowly ever since, I was only an infant when his hearing got damaged, I have never talked to Brogan when his hearing was not damaged, I guess I should say, I’ve always had to raise my voice or shout for him to hear me. Brogan does feel bad that he never got to hear mine or Aiden’s voice, when we’re talking normally but there was nothing he could he do to change that. Besides our voices don’t change tone when it gets louder, but of crouse for him, he still feels bad. One day I heard a knock on the door, my father was in the warm shower and my brother was still sleeping peacefully in his bed since it was only 10:00 AM so I didn’t answer it. I then heard a familiar knock and than a little boy’s voice say. “Kat, let’s go, come on, baby girl!” I opened the door to see a boy who was five, the same age as me, his older brother, Cal and a pretty blonde haired girl probably 3 years older than me. The two boys I had known since I was young me and Aiden would play together as Cal and Brogan would hang out. Cal was a tall boy with dirty blonde curly hair with blue eyes, Aiden was average height with blonde curly hair and dark blue eyes, they were both in jeans, Cal had a grey T-shirt on showing his olive skinned smooth arms with is visible veins and the scar on the inside of his left elbow from a construction accident. Aiden had a red T-shirt on with a black sweater unzipped with the word “GAP” split in half from the zipper. The Girl had long healthy blonde hair and dark brown eyes, she was in tights and a long purple under amour Lind sleeve shirt, She looked at me with confusion in her gorgeous face. “Are you home alone?” She said in the sweetest voice I had ever heard. I shook my head and said. “My brother is sleeping and my father is in the shower.” she then looked inside. “Is this the Similar’s residence?” I nodded. She came down to my level. “Hi, my name is Jasper Camelot, I’m here to teach your family how to learn sign language because of your brother’s accident, do you remember what happened?” I nodded saying quietly. “Yeah, I remember, My family doesn’t like to talk about it though.” She smiled and nodded saying. “Okay, I’m sorry, can I come in?” I nodded letting her in as Aiden ran in and Cal called after him saying. “Aiden, at least try to be quiet!” Cal messed up my head. “Hey kitten!” He said making his way to the kitchen. Kat is a nickname
By Kathy Colbert4 years ago in Fiction
The Black Witch 4
"Alright lets get off this roof, and go cook up a traditional dish." my voice loud and clear. The remenants of my smile hung on my face in the form a what probably looked like a smirk. "Why would we have to cook?" Kuri's voice and inquesitive eyes asked the same thing. I turned toward the guard stationed at the roof's entryway "Simple, they refuse to cook for me here. Not that I trust them to do so. So, we'll have to enjoy the kitchen and try our best no to screw up the dish." My explination trailed me as I approached the guards with kuri, who had quickened her pace to walk beside me. "Hmm, izzat so?" Kuri proded. "Hey one of you gaurds, go tell the kitchen that I ,Kuriga, want a traditional dish of their chosing." Her command was met with confusion. "Lady Kuriga, we are to watch that scummy man at all times so we can't do that." The guard at the center of the door informed Kuri. This was met by an odd sensation where the sky around us went dark, sound no longer traveled, and Kuri's pressure was ever present. "I will watch him in place of one of you so there is no problem.I am the Black Witch Kuriga, nations tremble before me and the darkness that mankind fears heeds my call. If I ask something of you your response should be yes. Just so we are clear this man is a prince and lord of this nation. You who are but guards will adress him as such." Her warning was spoken directly into our minds with a calm even voice. Kuri's enrapturing voice had such a weight to it that even knowing it was not meant for me my body was covered in goosebumps.
By Caleb Wagner4 years ago in Fiction
The Desperado Undead (5/20)
1 -The siren sounded. It sounded like the nuclear alarms that used to be sounded just about daily during WWIII. The sound struck fear into Amadeus’ soul because there was only one reason they had set it up; to alert everyone of a city-wide bodysnatcher epidemic. Amadeus slammed his foot on the gas, trying to get home as quickly as possible to be able to protect Ripley. He hoped and prayed that the sounding of the siren wasn’t necessary, that the extent of the attack was being exaggerated.
By Amadeus Wright4 years ago in Fiction
Ramayana
Sarga 1 Vaalmiki, the best among the Munis, questioned Naarada, who performs penance always; studies Vedas eternally; and best among the ones that mastered the art of speaking, thus, “Who is the one in the world that is full of good qualities, valiant, adherent to Dharma (righteous conduct conforming to the Vedaas), grateful to benefactors, speaks only truth, and determined in fulfilling Vrathaas (Vratha is performing a set of norms drawn from the Vedaas continuously over a period of time without any exceptions. Even the time limit is set by Vedaas and certain Vrathaas are for the life.)?
By Murali Chemuturi4 years ago in Fiction
The Black Witch
"How exaclty do you plan on doing that?" The simplicity of her plan drew out the question. "Hmmm, I'll probably show up at the castle, offer some gifts and strike a deal." Her response was casual. Almost as if it was nothing more than buying ingredients for dinner. Kuri turned to me and spoke a terrible sentence in a soft voice "I'm only getting permission to observe from up close so it shouldn't be too hard." Her eyes were reminscent of a researcher on the verge of recieving funding to experiment. With that she left.
By Caleb Wagner4 years ago in Fiction
The War Of Equilibrium
Onward and forward does the wanderer wander. In all directions, North, East, South, and West, there is naught but discovery. Into the canyon, the woman descends. Same planet, though a different world she finds. Hidden in between the jagged stones tumbled rocks, formless and tangible, the lightless dark holds dominion here. One footfall in and naught but her heart does she hear. Thundering away such as the drums of warriors long ago. Two footfalls in and the whispers begin. The woman walks on. Thrice now have steps been stepped. The shapeless emperor surrounds her, using oppressive fear to dissuade her forward progress, just as he has done countless times in ages past. “You hold no power over me. I fear you not.” whispers the woman. “For I am the Lightbringer.” The palpable yet intangible godking of the dark hisses at the mention of the Champion of the Sun. “Do not lie to me, little mouse. Many before you have claimed that title, and here I kept them. You can hear their whispers still.” cursed the bodiless ruler.
By Jerome Greywood4 years ago in Fiction
