fantasy

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"The Empty Heirloom"
A man stands before a mountain of ash and burnt timber. His head bobs. “It’s a sad day for those who knew the Livingstone family. Recently, Gertrude Livingstone died, and now, behind me, is what’s left. The mansion went up in flames during the night, the cause? A misplaced cigarette. Numerous bodies have been found and identified. The investigation continues as the whereabouts of Natalia Livingstone remains a mystery.”
By Grace Moore5 years ago in Futurism
I Can Be More Than This
The air crackles as our magic rubs against each other. I flick my wrist to slide the circle of onlookers back a few more feet. Don't need any casualties. Ilene looks at my display of power and I could feel her shrink inside a little though she smiles that infuriating smile back at me and flips her hair over her shoulder. She's been hiding from me in plain site for days. Mirrored as a local girl. Looks like Ilene Wiseman in every way but when her eyes meet mine I know nothing remains of Ilene’s spirit. Just a parasite from the depths of hell.
By Brittany 5 years ago in Futurism
Behind the Mask
Chapter 1 The Cassandra Syndrome: The curse that occurs when plausible warnings or concerns are disbelieved or dismissed.
By Vanessa Vella5 years ago in Futurism
Lola Lost
Lola let out a deep sigh and stared out across the sea to the setting sun. She wondered where the sun was off to next once it dropped away over the horizon.
By Polverino Aid5 years ago in Futurism
First Flower
It was a day like any other day, except for the fact that it was the first day of spring. This made Natalia happy since the moment she opened her eyes. In the south, springtime is a luxury. Not only is it the only time during the year that it’s not too hot or too cold, but for a few weeks, it is just perfect. That is a rarity to be cherished.
By Jayna 5 years ago in Futurism
The Living Dream
My dad brought me in close for a tight hug and held me there for a long time. He was very relieved, thankful, proud. All our concerns literally vanished overnight. With my sweepstakes win I had just paid off what remained on my parents’ mortgage and was now I was at liberty to choose whatever college I would be attending in less than two years.
By Dianne5 years ago in Futurism
Messages Through Time
Marie placed the key into the lock, unlocking the front door to her home, a small quaint house that sat at the end of the street with a field of yellow grass and occasional wildflowers that sprung free during spring, leaving a sporadic pattern of colors to be viewed from the distance outside Marie’s bedroom window. She loved her room just for that picturesque view she was fortunate to see everyday.
By Alisia5 years ago in Futurism
Little Black Book
Once upon a time, in the far away land of Euphoria, there was a small town called Heartview where there lived three poor orphans who were best friends. Their names were Evelyn Morrow, Astoria Rose, and Chase Bold. They did everything together and would die for each other. Unfortunately, the kingdom had raised the tax and so they didn’t have enough money for a shelter, or even food. It was difficult to stay alive, so when Evelyn received a letter promising $20 000, they were delighted. There were so many things they could use that money for. First of all, helping homeless people, then buying themselves some things like new clothes and food!
By Sarah Diwan [Student]5 years ago in Futurism
The Spellbook
Sharon’s fingers shook as she gripped the little leather-bound black book tight, her knuckles white. Her heart pounded in her throat and her stomach was in free-fall.
By Alanna Bouloy5 years ago in Futurism
The New Myth: Small Black Book
Prologue: On three occasions in my life, my trusty little black notebook has come to save me. The first time, was when I was trapped in an alley and it magically appeared to transport me back to my home, the second when I asked anybody who was listening to help me win 20k to help save my parents home, and the third, today, when I reached out to it specifically, to help guide me on my next path or mission in life.
By Avery Goodwin5 years ago in Futurism
The Jengu's Fortune
The waves held no mercy. They tore through the wood of the raft, ripped off the mast, and devoured the last of the rope. The sail, or what was left of it, twisted above the roaring sea free and ignorant of the turmoil. Lubwa kicked against the wicked current that constricted him. The shore was a faint speck of shadow and silhouette against the roaring torrent. The raindrops hammered against his skin. Each impact like falling metal. The depths of the sea opened its mouth wide, prepared to claim yet another unfortunate sailor as its next meal. It was a fate that Lubwa knew would be his one day. Every time the sail was hoisted, every time the hull cut through the waves, every time men dared to encroach on the domain of the sea goddess, Mukwano, they risked her fury. No mercy would be given. So Lubwa wouldn’t ask for it.
By Omari Richards5 years ago in Futurism
Coco Island
Have you ever been mesmerized by a sunrise or sunset? Both can be magical and often take your breath away. It has been said that the most beautiful sunrise and sunset can be witnessed on Coco Island. It is one of the most beautiful hidden gems. The story of Coco Island is a mysterious one, just like life itself. Everything that lives, grows and breathes there receives its energy from a beautiful power source. It is loving, giving and always present. The islanders respect this power source and protect Coco island because of her generosity. Coco island calls a young American woman named Ruby and leads her to a mystic man that will change her life forever. This power source gifts Ruby a mysterious small black book. This little black book has been hiding from the rest of the world, but this mysterious book will not remain hidden, for it has chosen someone to find it.
By Dhania Peña5 years ago in Futurism