fantasy
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The Cloud Couple
Part #1 — Present: June 1, 2021 — Somewhere in the moonlit skies outside LA. Likely hundreds of cycles ago, the Great Kingdom was born. Cycles ago, my great-grandmother began ruling. She was 13. (That's how we work here.) Anyways, a fellowship of Elves fancied our kingdom. We merely told them no, so they did something Elves tend to do and declared war upon our people. The fighting persisted until my mother was 13 and able to rule. At that point, enough was enough, and so my mother set out to conclude the war. After completing some searching, my mother came across The Lord of the Skies. She'd heard about his tremendous legacies, and so she urged him to follow and conclude the war. He accepted but at a price. As the Lord wasn't exactly evil, he would only aid those who meant well, but he was also quite crooked and so was the price that he demanded. The Lord wanted my mother's first child if God wanted her to bear one. He wanted the child so that he could use his eyes, as he had none. My mother tearfully accepted, for the comfort of her Kingdom was more important than the happiness of herself. So, The Lord of the Skies progressed to conclude the war and cast out the disastrous Elves.
By Christian Hawk5 years ago in Futurism
Fields of Purple
It was the first day of July. The enchanting smell of lavender filled up the air, as the warm southern wind made its way across vast fields of the French Provence. Raising above them was a hill and right there on that hill stood an old convent, majestic in both its size and age.
By Letters from Her5 years ago in Futurism
Let Me In
Since the beginning of time , we have been in search of something we intuitively felt lost to us , driving us to search the ends of the earth for it when all this time , it has been within us and near us all along . What is the one element that is above all symbolic of purity and life giving? Water , rain , snow , and ice. But , water has always been there , it is what lays beneath it we seek. Consider this act of betrayal by those who swear to serve and protect your very being and rule over us one by one until you have realized , the accessible water in which you are told you must pay for , is not pure . She see's us , in many form's , watching who will nurture her womb by removing toxic pollutions and those who deem to have other higher priorities unrelated to the nuisance of such a responsibility. ''Go ahead , kill me '' she so silently whispers each day . ''But one day , you will regret abandoning your duty to me . '' We have seen her heart ache , we have felt her pain when she no longer can bear it and unleashing it into the world through storms of destruction. Men went mad when crewing and boarding a ship to discover treasure that sadly was never meant to be found within a golden box promising riches and trinkets to change the world. What if the treasure they were seeking laid beneath darkened waters , unwilling to give it's location away so easily after the death of betrayal the first time? When a man can find no other way out of an argument he see's as not winning , he quickly embraces his lover by silencing the emotion with an act of a deepened kiss only to silence the storm. But such storms can never be truly silenced , they can only be placed within a box , waiting , to be reopened by the very trigger in which it was placed within from the beginning. For it is the oldest story in the book , he whom desires the one thing he can never truly have . For she whom is desired exists within dimension's that have only offered the man seeking her storms of death with unwelcomed open arms. That is when obsession of her turned to possession , and the ailing dominance of subduing the craving of his last kiss he felt before unable to ever embracing her again . Is she the prisoner to another who hold's the key to her release , or content with out him? Is is not the GAUNTLET of love that sparks and ignites passion within another , the endless desire to over power any other who might win her , the need to prove them selves worthy of another's devotion ? Those who find the ritual of courtship over bearingly foolish , have undoubtedly claimed themselves into worshipping eternal heaven in which sadly has also proven to in the end , drive those men into a form of unbeguiling madness of depraved interactions that makes a person human . Which comes to the remembrance of reminding such folly that even a God with powers untouchable to man , sought the warmth of a human's embrace . Creating a bond that forever linked us to both dimensions and the desired destination of feeling like we are not complete unless we can possess and dominate both . So you can now understand the circle of entrapment completely , there is no escape , only the will to thrive against it until we have found our eternal place of belonging. And for some of us , we sadly never reach that place of content for fear of angering those who must have dominance over all life and their lustful desires of power and control over human kind it's self. But those who do dare to break free of such gilded cages , understand the bounty of what was once taught to them unreachable has no limitations and that is the purest form of freedom. Placing the tigress within the illusion a cage is her home does not domestic her into submission , it only prolongs the awaited battle of when you will one day have to face her for believing you could possess such a creature and feel no wrath of her imprisonment .
By Jennifer Ware5 years ago in Futurism
The war from the future
Data release 1 They say “if you don’t jump from the cliff you won’t know what the water feels like” in my situation the cliff is a skyscraper and the water the pavement but I don’t plan on hitting it. Some very very quick back story I’m satoshi nakamoto and the world is ruled by one evil government blah blah blah, the year 2356.
By Coleman wippel5 years ago in Futurism
Do you beleive in magic?
Do you believe in magic? The wind whispered as it flowed gently through the spring buds of the new leaves now taking form on this warm spring day. Smell of the honeysuckle dances through the air grabbing my attention. My nose seems to have a mind of its own grabbing my face lifting here and there awaiting that sweet aroma to reach my senses once again.
By Jamica Wallace5 years ago in Futurism
Busk
His case sagged with age. Clopping with syncopated rhythm on the cold path, the case’s base thumped along the sidewalk. His creaking shoulder bowed as he moved, and his elbow bobbed in a patched sleeve, and his fingers slacked enough on the stripped handle to ground the vessel briefly with each uneven pace.
By Daniel Moya5 years ago in Futurism
The cloud Couple
Part #1 - June 1st, 2021 - Somewhere in the skies outside of LA. Hundreds of cycles ago, the Great Kingdom was born. cycles ago, my great-grandmother began ruling. She was 13. (Yeah, that's how we work here.) Anyways, a fellowship of Elves fancied our Kingdom. We told them no, so they did something Elves tend to do and proclaimed war upon our people. The fighting persisted until my mother was 13, and able to rule. At that point, enough was enough, and so my mother set out to conclude the war. After doing some searching, my mother came across The Lord of the Skies. She had heard about his tremendous endowments, and so she urged him to come and end the war. He accepted but at a price. As the Lord wasn't exactly evil, he would only assist those who meant good, but he was also quite crooked, and so was the price that he demanded. The Lord desired my mothers' firstborn child if God willed her to have one. He desired the child so that he could use its eyes, as he had none. My mother tearfully accepted, for the comfort of her Kingdom was more important than the happiness of herself. So, The Lord of the Skies progressed to end the war and cast out the disastrous Elves.
By Christian Hawk5 years ago in Futurism
Conflict
──────────────── ⋆ "So... it really is you." ──────────────── ⋆ His eyes were so far away. It was almost as if he couldn't see her, even though he was right in front of her. The young woman's heart pounding in her chest betrayed her. Deep down, even though she knew that he was the enemy she couldn't stop the ache that had started spreading within her heart.
By Tyjane Havies5 years ago in Futurism
A Very Short Story
The river Crune was a major trade route for the kingdom of Slairne, its winding path and tributaries connecting many small towns and allowing the northern and southern provinces of the country to trade with each other across the treacherous Dragon Spine mountain range that split the country in two. The bustling town of Fraining was on a thickly forested island in the middle of the Crune's wide delta on the southern coast of Slairne, a port of call for ships from the countries around the wide, eel-filled Sea of Coils that spread across the southern flank of Slairne.
By Samuel Wright5 years ago in Futurism
The ghosts behind my eyes
It started long ago, one of my earliest memories I would see them. For years, I felt filled with fear at the sight of them. There was something real yet unreal about the way they stood there. Sometimes, they would replay scenes over and over again, and other times, they would stand there, staring into space unmoving. They were lost in this forever space between the land of the living and the land of the dead.
By Jennifer S. Benson 5 years ago in Futurism
