fantasy
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Oxford the Wizarding Academy
04/13/20 I start my classes at the University of Oxford tomorrow morning. I arrived in town last week to get settled into my small studio apartment near campus. I can walk or take one of the shuttles they use here in this town. I have yet to get onto one of the shuttles. They scare me a bit, it we’re being honest. Everything here does. It’s too big, too many people. It’s overwhelming. I’d almost rather be back in Llanwrtyd, my small town back in Wales. This, however, isn’t an option. It wasn’t cheap for my admittance into this school, as well as the travel from home to here. My fellow townsmen, all 805 of them, chipped in with whatever they could into a collective fund for me to come out here for my education. I can’t ditch out now and waste all their money and hopes for me. They were so generous and kind, all of them believing me. It would be bloody wrong of me to quit now. I say all this as it I do not want to be here at all, though. This is not the case. While I do wish I was back at home, I am also quite excited about the prospects of this new journey. I’ve never been in such a large city. The amounts of people is overwhelming. So many of them talk with such different accents and dress funny. I’m excited to experience this new part of the world, as well as start my new track of learning.
By Emery Pine5 years ago in Futurism
PLANET PLUTO PT.1
I imagine not being on planet earth anymore, at least not for a while, but...on another planet. A planet of choice that is, which would allow me to be free for the next 6 months of my life. I definitely would disassociate myself from all earthly ties, people, places, except my body, mind & spirit as well as my past presently to exist.
By Rozay Verz5 years ago in Futurism
Book 1 FLIGHT OF THE ARMADA Chapter 8 Part 2
They checked on the Martins every day by phone or in person. Speculation grew concerning Katie Martin and Glendon, chiefly because Glendon was the best known of the Thuringi in town and he was an obvious choice for romantic daydreams. Katie was quizzed every time she arrived at work in the beauty shop about her activities while Lloyd was away in the oil field. At first, she did not know where it was all leading. Once she found out, she was quick to tell the gossipers Lloyd had asked the Thuringi to help her and Monica out in his absence, and they did that and nothing more.
By Jay Michael Jones5 years ago in Futurism
The Life of a Background Goddess
The Life of a Background Goddess By Hannah Middaugh I sighed for the hundredth time and crossed my arms. I slumped back in my chair in the corner of the room, and continued to listen to my uncles Zeus, God of Sky and Thunder, Poseidon, God of the Sea, Earthquakes and Horses, and Hades, God of the Underworld, my father, argue. Other gods tried to interrupt their argument by bringing up their own issues. For being the Goddess of Nightmares, this was my worst nightmare. And I had to relive it repeatedly. I rolled my eyes as Ares, God of War, offered to start a war to fix the issues Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades were arguing over. I couldn’t tell you what they were fighting about or how it even started. I closed my eyes to help keep the bright lights around Olympus at bay. With each passing minute I was in Olympus, a headache was brewing right behind my eyes. I just wanted to be back in the darkness of my cave in the Underworld.
By Hannah Middaugh5 years ago in Futurism
Family Sage
Once the family had gotten done eating, they got into their car. It was a four-door car with a trunk that was a particularly good size. They each had a small bag of clothes with them. They did not go to the trunk but laid the bags on the car floor.
By Nicholas Gilbert5 years ago in Futurism
It is their World Now
It is their world now I hear them constantly shrieking and clawing as they searched for any human that might still not have been captured. It is their world now. The important thing is that they have not found me yet. Hiding is becoming more difficult as more of them seem to arrive all the time.
By Robert Taylor5 years ago in Futurism
