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A Patrol in the Woods. Runner-Up in Mismatch Challenge.
Sometimes, life’s problems can’t be solved with a glass slipper. Sometimes, you need a Nightingale. Or so our billboards proudly stated at every inn, city gate, and causeway that saw any sort of hoof traffic. Matter of fact, I came up with that slogan based on a previous assignment involving a sexual deviant and a very impractical piece of footgear, but you’d never know it considering the distinct lack of royalty checks my pigeons have brought me.
By Stephen A. Roddewig2 months ago in Fiction
Guardian Angels
Akarisa stared up at the night sky, her arms tucked behind her head as she listened to the soft music drifting from the band’s practice room. She took in a deep breath, letting it out in a slow exhale, savoring the taste of the fall air on her tongue. Her eyes drifted closed as she tried to remember what fall in the sunlight had been like, before the Betrayal. Before her people, the Ayniel, guardian “angels” of humanity, had been forced into hiding.
By Phoenixica242 months ago in Fiction
