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Chapter 2: The Incident at Farmer Krum's Cabin
Time slows to a crawl as Kannan tightens his grip on Dawnbringer’s hilt. Closing both eyes, his heart thundering like a raging winter storm, he readies himself for the impending battle. The sword’s circular pommel stone flares momentarily with bright light. Soon after, the great sword’s blade sings softly as it slowly unsheathes from its scabbard. Heat radiates through Kannan’s body as the blue runes engraved in the sword ignite with an azure glow, enveloping the sharp edges of the blade in a spectral pale aura. Kannan experiences a heightened clarity of thought, a sudden rush of strength, and his mind is flooded with ancient knowledge of countless battles as the spell-forged sword becomes an extension of himself.
By Dylan Crice3 years ago in Fiction
The Samhain Chronicles: Ch. 14
Life at the convent was quite simple, yet rather peaceful. The sisters had developed a seamless routine of pray, eat, work, repeat, and Danny and Penelope fell into that routine with little difficulty. Mother Abigail had a seemingly endless list of minor repairs and routine maintenance tasks for Danny to do in addition to helping out with the daily chores. Although by far not the most skilled carpenter or plumber, Danny knew how to swing a hammer and wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty if the need arose. Every other day, a handful of the sisters traveled down into the valley to the nearby village, to help out the elderly and infirm. Penelope elected to go with them on these little trips, mostly so that she could check out the village book shop and do more research on the internet there. Danny, of course, couldn't leave the convent for a myriad of reasons, but was usually kept so busy he didn't have time to notice her absence.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Fiction
Time Over and Again, Chapter 2
To read the previous chapter, click here. Len and Sasha stared down the deserted, broken-down streets of the once-somewhat-nice neighborhood. They walked down the sidewalk, Sasha trying to chew the clearly dead grass. Len picked her up and pulled her away from the grass, but she just ran back over to it.
By Tanner Linares3 years ago in Fiction
Agency of the 5th World Head Mission 5: Code: Red (Remix Version) Part 1: The Secret Superhero Mission
Previous Mission First Mission <Original Plotline by Jeremiah and Nic Ellison I do not own Club Penguin, Roblox, or Super Smash Bros. Brawl. They belong to their respective owners.>
By Jeremiah Ellison3 years ago in Fiction
Timmy the Time Traveler
My name is Timmy Spearman, and I’m from the future. To say that I am a ‘time traveler’ might be a stretch; but I did travel through time to get here and you can’t deny that Timmy the Time Traveler is a pretty great handle. The problem is, now that I’m here, I’m kind of stuck.
By Sean Anderson3 years ago in Fiction
Woke Up!
WOKE UP ! Trigger Warning The degree of bias against gender dysphoria in this piece of writing cannot be overstated. It reflects the kind of societal norms that progressive Woke culture is so personfully trying to replace. Be that as it may, nothing will ever stop the bitching … sorry, not bitching, wash my mouth out - much too exclusive! Dogging? God no! Not dogging for Christ’s sake - and not purely for reasons of exclusivity.
By Malcolm Twigg3 years ago in Fiction
Bored Meeting
BORED MEETING
By Malcolm Twigg3 years ago in Fiction
The Samhain Chronicles: Ch. 13
Pain. Blind, pure, excruciating pain. That was all that Danny knew. The silver crucifix seared his brow like molten lead, but he couldn't move to knock Mother Abigail's hand away. His spine arched backward away from her at an unnatural angle as an unearthly scream rose from his throat. Mother Abigail held the back of his head with her other hand, keeping him upright and the cross pressed firmly to his forehead. After the initial shock wore off, he began twisting in her grip, trying to free himself. For such an elderly woman, however, Mother Abigail's grip was firm and unrelenting. Her eyes bore into him, still warm but incredibly stern, "Breathe, Daniel; focus on the darkness, and expunge it!!"
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Fiction
Pirate Radio
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. However, they can sure hear you sing! Next up we have the latest pop song of 2134 coming all the way from earth, ‘Can you Still Hear Me.’” Marshall slid down his audio track while raising the new one. The song faded in and the bubbly pop star started her song.
By Cole Alexander Perron3 years ago in Fiction
