Young Adult
Competing for the Blade of the Sword Chapter 4
The principal is a somewhat strict middle-aged woman, the mother has been pulling her hope to take care of Lin Yifei a little more, but can not pop a few English words, an elementary school is also impossible to match a translator or something, the principal's face turned a little ugly. Plus the children in this school belong to the bottom of society, this middle-aged woman has seen more, patience is naturally even less.
By Pedro Bitting3 years ago in Fiction
4. Rats Will Reign
Jarl Isenhart looked with fury upon the group of youths gathered in his hall. In front of them was his cousin’s son, Athelgar. By the jarl’s side stood Athelstan, Eumund, an older man with similar features as Athelgar, and lastly a tall man with strong arms and cold eyes. Unlike the others, he was dressed in common garbs with leather above his tunic as armour.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
3. Young Man's Folly
As the days passed, the feast of summer solstice drew near. The city became packed with travellers, and every room was occupied. There was a constant stream of pilgrims entering the Temple and the Hall of Holies, and the priests received countless gifts and offerings. The many peasants from the countryside mostly gave food or cloth, which they grew or produced on their own plots of land. City-dwellers typically gave coin as they could spare it or items made by their craft. A cobbler could leave a pair of shoes, a potter might glaze his best work and place it on the altar, while a weaver would bring a tunic as an offering. The priests took what they needed to feed and clothe their own members, and they spent the coins on buying what else they required. The rest, primarily the food and items of clothing, they distributed among the poor. This was mostly done by the beggar priests in Lowtown, named this way either because they tended to the needs of beggars or because they often were beggars themselves, asking for alms they might give to their flock.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
2. When Eagles Sleep
Godfrey walked through the city to Lowtown in the evening glow. He followed the Arnsweg through the Temple square, down the hill, and across the bridge to the slums. Leaving the wide main road, he entered the winding alleys. Lowtown was trapped between the river and the southern city walls, which meant that houses had been erected wherever possible. The whole district was a maze, which the city guard might patrol but never control. It was easy for outsiders to get lost in the crooked turns and streets of Lowtown, never to be seen again.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
1. Journey's End
All roads eventually led to Middanhal. Silk, spices, ivory, cotton, and precious gems first reached the city-state of Alcázar before travelling by ship north through perilous seas to arrive at the shores of Adalmearc. For some the journey ended here, selling their goods for others to transport further on and in turn buying wool, linen, timber, and dye to bring back. Others moved from seagoing ships to river transports and continued further inland, forming a convoy of various travellers banding together for comfort and safety. It took weeks sailing on the rivers upstream, and often the ships were pulled by spans of oxen walking on the riverbanks.
By morrissey pepin3 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 001 Good Morning Brother
“Good morning, brother!” an annoyingly cheerful voice sounded right on top of him. “Morning, morning, MORNING!!!” Zorian glared at his little sister, but she just smiled back at him cheekily, still sprawled across his stomach. She was humming to herself in obvious satisfaction, kicking her feet playfully in the air as she studied the giant world map Zorian had tacked to the wall next to his bed. Or rather, pretended to study – Zorian could see her watching him intently out of the corner of her eyes for a reaction.
By urias shore3 years ago in Fiction
Constant Direction Line Chapter 4
When two years of senior crew to promote the second mate, second mate a year to promote the first mate, first mate two years to test the captain. Like the "Longboat" such as 10,000 tons of ocean-going vessels, but also must be a class A first-class captain. That is to say, ordinary people from the undergraduate work on board, the fastest ten years to do this position.
By Randy L Devine3 years ago in Fiction
A Lucid Dream
I found myself laying on a cold block of ice drifting with nothing but water encompassing me. I felt impeccably small, and for a moment, I viewed myself from a bird's eye view, staring down upon myself, just a speck of white floating in the calm sea. I abruptly came back into my body and jumped to my feet.
By Zeline Farney3 years ago in Fiction
