Young Adult
Wings and Things
Did you know that in a witch's spell eye of newt actually means mustard seed? The number of genuinely horrific-sounding things that go into potions that are just obscure references to plants is shocking. So, when the boss said she needed a chameleon’s tail, I was not expecting it would involve an actual chameleon. Spoiler alert. It did.
By Sasha Nichols3 years ago in Fiction
Awkward Aesop & Fable Baby
Aesop never thought he’d meet Fable, an adorable peanut with charming space buns, barrettes, and glitter on the sides of her eyes; a festival baby it seemed. She smiled while the world around her glistened. Nymphs rested at her feet while fairies flew around mushrooms of red with white spots, shiny to touch, spectacular, nonetheless. She pumped herself up on her hands, to her feet, only to be about two feet joyfully tall, plump, and filled with curious naivety. Nearly knowing nothing and all together too much at once, Aesop wondered, where did this cherub come from?
By Danielle Urciullo3 years ago in Fiction
Dust
"Why so nervous, kid?" The gun shook in Tiny's hand. He pulled his sleeve along his forehead, and it came off damp despite the chill of the late summer's night. He closed his eyes and breathed deep. Not long now, not long, and it's all over. He clasped the gun in two hands and rose to his feet, puffing out a calming cloud of mist into the night.
By Michael Wilkinson3 years ago in Fiction
Waking up to Nothing
Chapter 1 I’m not entirely sure when it happened but I was knocked out. Either that or I was about to die before waking up here. My head pounded fiercely and the glare from the sun only increased it. I took in what little of my surroundings I could through the windshield, noticing I was alone in my car on the freeway. I should have panicked. I should have believed I was in some sort of accident and lost all consciousness, but when I saw the freeway was filled with vacant and destroyed cars, something inside me jolted to life and I reacted. Sweat pooled at my brows, and an uncomfortable tingle started at the crown of my head, making its way down to my toes. I wiggled them to make the feeling go away. My body ached everywhere as I reached into the backseat to grab my backpack. It bothered me that I could remember something so simple as the location of my backpack but nothing related to what happened to me before now.
By Troi McAdory 3 years ago in Fiction
A young reindeer herder meets his sweetheart
Ánte’s fingers closed around the reindeer’s horn. The strong bull responded immediately; it pulled and refused to stand still. At the same moment, Ánte caught sight of Erik across the field. Erik’s brown-bear-colored eyes focused on him.
By Flagler Danzig3 years ago in Fiction







