Fantasy
Finding Home
“Papa.” Mary called into the classroom with a smile. Her father Jack was one of the premiere teacher in the regions, one of only three that had a permanent dedicated space in the Umiko dome. He had always told her that this had been a dream he had since he had been a child. Jack had met her mother, Janette, when he was doing his mandatory shifts on the Topside as part of the Pirate faction of the Buccaneers. Though the two had never felt the need to have a romantic relationship they had fun and were fond of each other.
By Megan Chadsey4 years ago in Fiction
Prelude - Act I
The house and barn were ablaze, she could hear the animals, screaming as they died. She could see her father dead on the ground. His skull was crushed by their leader’s hammer. However none of the field hands were to be seen, they had either fled or more likely been butchered. Her sisters were crouched behind her as she brandished a pitch fork in a vain attempt at defense. Hard, dirty and ugly men surrounded them. Surrounded them and leered. Though the worst by far was their leader – her father’s murderer – a large man in dark armor, which looked smokey gray in the shadows from the fire, wielding a massive hammer, larger than any sledge or maul she had ever seen, her father’s brains and blood still shown wetly on it in the fire light. However, the worst part about him was his face even in the light from the burning buildings she could see the skull paint and filed teeth. His eyes glittered like stars in his black sockets.
By Michael Mayr4 years ago in Fiction
The Cat Planet
Chapter I Omi returned to his small room with a look of disappointment after his 7th birthday party. The will of owning a cat fell through again. Mom was always reluctant to allow. How much he wanted a cat！ Whenever he saw a cat, he would get close to it, and most cats didn't run away from him, too. He felt he could somewhat understand cats' various behaviors, emotions, and sounds. He even thought he was a cat. But his mom was so disgusted with those small furry animals.
By Golden Maple4 years ago in Fiction
Princess of One Heart
In their land, though dubbed the Isle of the Ice, grew broad emerald meadows filled with beautiful white flowers and blades of grass so tall one could simply kneel and be hidden in an instant. This particular Spring day two beautiful young girls frolicked about, laughing and joking as they soaked up the golden rays of sun. Two sweet sisters, the older girl being a platinum blonde with just a dash of redness to her otherwise golden locks; called Natalya, firstborn princess of The Arefyev clan. The younger of the two was a strawberry blonde beauty with eyes that pierced to the soul as crystal clear blue as the melting ice as it gave birth to pools from the perishing snow; Lidiya. Both the beloved princesses of the valiant King Eric Arefyev and Queen Rhiannon Jorgenson. The two girls were raised when the songs of Beowulf could be well heard around a campfire and the tales of magic in the night were their preferred entertainment. For their people, blood and honor were two things that knew went hand in hand. These were dark times but with Natalya and Lidiya being princesses of the notorious King Arefyev they never had cause to fear. The legends boasted of King Eric’s ability to wield a claymore like it were nothing more than a feather in the wind, and his ability to lead men into battle made the sacking of the city by city no challenge for the king and so the Queen held no reservations on what the two girls were allowed to, provided they stayed within a reasonable distance of the camp. Years and years passed with Natalya and Lidiya playing in the meadows such that it became a usual occurrence and the other villagers soon became accustomed to it. Though they were indeed a rough, and nomadic people they kept to themselves, except when they needed something, or in the event that King Eric highly desired something. There was one thing for certain, though valiant, King Eric was also ruthless and if he settled an eye on something he wanted, he took it and there was not a soul or thing that would stop him. For years King Eric protected his daughters but as Natalya grew older and her body began to morph into the ripe curves of a young woman, King Eric began to ponder upon dowries and clans to whom he could tie himself via the proper marriage of his eldest daughter. This meant Natalya would soon have to cease her childish behaviors and play in the meadows with her younger sister. Indeed, Natalya had been blessed with hips perfect for delivering sons, as Queen Rhiannon fondly stated. Lidiya, being only three years younger than her sister, had long feared this day and hoped her father wouldn’t notice that Natalya was growing into the perfect bride-to-be because for her sister to marry meant she would be alone with no one to turn to in her worst of moments. Albeit, Lidiya was a little less adventurous, and much more interested in becoming a wife and mother one day, she still felt some reservations about losing her sister to another clan. She enjoyed playing with her sister in the forest, but she also knew she had to learn to cook and provide for a husband in need one day but it had been Natalya who taught her most, if not everything, she knew. After all, it had been Natalya who was often distracting her to get them both into trouble by pressuring Lidiya to abandon chores in favor of playing in the meadows. But, she also made up for that by coming to Lidiya’s aid at every beck and call. And she was certain that Natalya’s epic and soulful eyes played a part in pulling at her heart strings. Each time she debated, Natalya seemed to have eyes that grew to the size of a large coin with fake tears brimming in the corners. It was amazing how well Natalya could guilt Lidiya into being her companion in anything but Lidiya had a soft spot for her and she wanted nothing more than to be accepted in her eyes. If only the two girls had any clue what was going to happen to them the day they chose to enter an open meadow in the midst of spring. If only they had known a rival tribe had camped in their woods then maybe Lidiya wouldn't have been lost to her family that day. Fate had something else in store though, and by the end of the night, Lidiya's commitment to companionship with Natalya would be compromised in ways neither girl could ever expect.
By Sai Marie Johnson4 years ago in Fiction
It'll still bloom
There’s a mirror across the room from me, and I want to shatter it. I think I would, if I wasn’t too drunk to stand up from the ratty old couch I’d collapsed upon somewhere between deciding I’ve had enough to drink and then deciding -- well, maybe just one more --
By Reyna Condon4 years ago in Fiction
A dream in summer
“Azure has four hairpins, what about you?” Falak looked up from the laptop, turned around and asked Yuliett. “I don’t have any hairpin~” Yuliett pouted, and suddenly laughed: “But I have four bottles of flower dew!” Falak curled his lips: “What’s terrific about flower dew? They cannot sing.” “But they make people dream.”
By Golden Maple4 years ago in Fiction
The Day of Absolution
The Day of Absolution This was Samuel’s first day visiting the place where he’d shed out and left behind childhood’s lingering skin to metamorphosize into adulthood. The smothering humid air made him feel confined although he stood at the foot of the Pacific. The water’s cool waves lapped gently over his bare feet. Instead of cleansing his feet, the water dipped them in the past.
By Amanda Truue4 years ago in Fiction
The Warrior Princess submissive Cliff Notes..
Apparently there needs to be a cliff notes version for the guys out there..The unicorn can never be wrangled. We can be admired, sought after but to contain us is impossible. We simple are the ultimate princess to be wooed and courted.
By Justice for All4 years ago in Fiction
