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The Beginning. I don't even know where to start, except for at the beginning. The beginning before my life changed, before it became what it is now, before I became who I am now. Little did I know then, that my life would forever change when I turned 23. I had my life all planned out for myself for as long as I could remember. Then something happened that tore my world apart, and forever changed my perspective on everyone and everything.
By Trisha Brandhorst 3 years ago in Fiction
Kindred
The scent reached him down wind before the sound of boy’s steps did, rousing him from sleep. Lazily, he got to his feet and stretched, just like a dog. Not that anyone would ever say that to the dragon. He lifted his snout to sniff the delightful scent on the air, spreading his wings to their limit before snapping them shut again with a leathery slap.
By Lilly Cooper3 years ago in Fiction
Little Bird
Spring. There is a magic in lost and abandoned things. But children were the saddest. The morning sun dappled itself softly across the grass, playing with the dew. Wildflowers bloomed in every colour. Clustered like gossiping youths across the small clearing. Petals of spotted pink and yellow climbed up the trunks of nearby trees. Each specimen ancient and extinct. Their gnarled roots a haven for lost animals discarded things alike. I rested in the sun. Enjoying the new warmth of the weak light.
By MikMacMeerkat3 years ago in Fiction
The Passion of The One
It had been three years since Eric left me after going back to his toxic girlfriend, Sully. When he made his promise to never leave me then decided to leave it felt as though my heart ripped from my chest. There is no feeling like this, I wouldn’t wish this on anyone. I didn’t think I would survive this ache in my heart. For months, I cried yearning for him, wondering why I kept putting myself through this.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 53
At the perfect time a young medic came running to escort the elderly couple . She was going to make sure that they were okay . I looked around and then took off running towards the direction I could see some fighting going on . Bulls Eye and John followed me without having to say a word . We then arrived to a small clearing in between some tall business buildings . It was near the center of the town . We also saw several guards laying on the ground defeated . They had to be at least unconscious .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 52
Me and John both looked back at Bulls Eye with a very surprised look on our faces . We knew very well that he was lethal , but we didn’t know that he was that savage . I guess through out these battle we will definitely be learning more about each other . Through out the thick and then . Trials and tribulations of our adventures . I thought about sending a message with my last container but I decided against it . Even though we wouldn’t be getting back until tomorrow , we weren’t that far from Greencrest .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Spaghetti Family part 13, not real, a spare
“No!” I collapse on the steering wheel, sobbing. “Not Robin! You can’t—can’t take him from us… from me!” I bang my fists over and over again near the dashboard and wheel and hurt my hands, producing raw and slightly bleeding skin on my knuckles. “Damnit!”
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 51
As the wind from Bulls Eye’s magical blow started to roar violently in a massive circle . It started to build up like a small twister . Suddenly the mist was being rapidly blown away . At once , our enemies were finally spotted ! The first thing that I noticed was that I was right about my first hunch . The fish guy was falling to the ground when our bat enemies caught him in the knick of time . I saw the last bits of cloud that got blown away . Our fish enemy was riding on a cloud in the mist ! They were tracking us using our sounds that we made with our feet . The loud sounds I described before , of us sloshing around . While they were primarily while being silent in the air themselves . The bat guy using his wings that made no sound when he flapped . The fish guy somehow creating a cloud to float on using water magic . It's a frightening strategy to have to deal with , but we have no choice .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Tasteless Tones
I lay on one end of the bed waiting for you to call my phone to say, "baby, I'm done with the guys can you pick me up? But still, I stare at the ceiling wrapped in my feelings, wondering what is it that you are searching for outside this home. Maybe I am overthinking as usual.
By ItsMheLadyy3 years ago in Fiction
Santa Sweetie
Snow fell in delicate flakes. The wind whipped my car back and forth across the icy road. I clutched the steering wheel, desperately trying to keep steady. I knew I shouldn't have been driving in a blizzard. I didn't care. As the sun fell beyond the trees, I carried on.
By KW7113 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 50
The ground beneath us started to become damp and wet . Everything including the air became very moist . The air gradually became thick and misty . The thick mist made it impossible to see in front of us for more than 4 feet . It was also impossible for us to take quiet steps . As the ground became muddy and wet . Each step that we took was making a loud slush sound . Painting a loud target on our backs .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Guardian
There is no creature that walks amongst the magical realm more glorious and majestic as the Feather-Winged Snow Dragon. He boasts elegant angel-like wings that span nearly four hundred feet across. (For you mortals, that would be larger than the length of your esteemed football field.) His scales, a white pearl that shimmer in the sunlight revealing an iridescent snowflake pattern unique to each scale, hence the name Snow Dragon. His face is covered in icy blue tines, and two large light blue horns protrude from the top of his head. His eyes are like fire contrasting the cool colored details of his form. Staring into the eyes of the Snow Dragon feels somewhat hypnotic as if he were reaching into your soul, delicately touching all the soft spots.
By Ali Love3 years ago in Fiction