Young Adult
Dear Diary
A soldier goes inside the remains of a partially destroyed house. He surveys the area to check if there's any survivors. He notices it's a small house; barely two bedrooms. Each wall is covered with pictures of what appears to be a nine year old and her mother. He moves slowly through the house, observing all the damage. He enters one of the small bedrooms and recognizes it to be the bedroom of a small child. He's about to walk out when he sees a gleam out of the corner of his eye. He gets closer to it and sees it's a heart-shaped locket. He opens it, expecting a picture of the two that live here, but instead, out falls a small key. He picks up his walkie talkie and radios back to his team. "Hey guys, I think I found something. It's a small key… I'mma try to find what it belongs to. Could be supplies or something valuable." He searches the room and finds a pink book inside one of the busted drawers. He takes it out, examines it, it's weirdly in pretty good condition with a few scorches here and there and some fading around the edges. He takes the small key and unlocks the book, sits on the rusted bed, and reads the first page.
By Kama lanmò5 years ago in Fiction
Of Fire and Hope
It was a gray day. Mist hung low over the city. Cans, paper bags, and debris lay everywhere. Half-starved people sat at street corners, or dragged themselves along the road, their eyes staring straight ahead, as if death had overtaken them. In the graveyard of the city of Caershire, two children, a boy and a girl, stood. They were both thin and ragged like all the others. They stood next to two graves. Carved into the stone in a careless hand were two names: Miriam and Will Adelda.
By charlotte meilaender5 years ago in Fiction
The Grail
It's not once upon a time, or long ago, this tale is happening as we read it in a mystical fairy world where humans co-exist with animals that can speak. Not very far or not very near to a triumphant life, there is a naive guy just like you and me, who is plagued with an irresistible desire for the treasure to end his sufferings. But, the glory is tucked away in the towering mountains, separated by the sweeping ocean of shallow depth that can smother your breath of life. He hasn't witnessed this town that he deems as spectacular and magnificent but heard many stories. Some of them would give him beautiful dreams that sing a lullaby, and the other gives him nightmares that shook him out of sleep, probably the little life too.
By Lazywriter415 years ago in Fiction
Behind the Gilded Door
Behind the Gilded Door The year is 3042. The world has finally settled and begun to grow with new life after the nuclear war between Elves and Humans. Nuclear waste litters the Earth, and humans are all but extinct. The few that remain are enslaved to the Elves that rule from their glittering city and are unwilling subjects to King Niiri. My name is Fallon. I’m half human, half elf, currently being transported from my home in the hills to the Palace of Amyr, the King’s home. The Kings guard arrested me because of my human blood.
By Jordan Barrett5 years ago in Fiction
The Dark Shroud
Her legs had always been so thin. Lorelei wasn’t sure why of all the things to think about at this moment, she would focus on something so vain. Although, she was grateful they were so spare as she hid behind the desk, her arms wrapped tightly around the thin stems that had served her well in her short life. Still, it was possible they could have been filled out just a little more with a curve of the calve and the roundness of the thigh.
By L. K. Clementine5 years ago in Fiction
