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Dragon's Blood
Chapter 2: Darcie Luck was anywhere but at our side as Obsidian and Sacre failed to find a suitable living space. Now, we had only two options: stay in this city under a Human Glamour, or travel to a neighboring city. Why we felt the need to stay nearby failed to show itself... For now, at least. All we knew was that we had to stay. A final check to ensure that we had all of our supplies and Glamours in order was mandatory before we left, of course. But as our fate would have it, Sacre couldn't transform. Not fully.
By Cat Richey5 years ago in Futurism
Mystic Music
It had finally come; the day I had been regretting my entire life. My acceptance letter to our family’s Alma Mater, Hantaazu Akkaddamii. My father had moved us back to our home near Guangdong. It once was a favorite place of mine as a kid to go relax and hide from my destiny-preaching grandfather. We had inherited it after he passed in the spring. Just in time for the fall semester, my father will joke. He had attended but he has no power or motivation for anything. He hardly takes care of this run-down shrine. No one remembers why this shrine was built. When my father was a child, any written documents that remained had been burned. Now it's an underused resting place for hikers. The letter is written to my real name, but I prefer Luke. It is in no way traceable to my family tree. I am named after the great foreigner who saved the world from its original tyrant and I am told I should be glad to be a Tora Hanta. In America, I became Luke Teichman, taking my mother's maiden name. Her last name is all I know about her; I was given to my father a month after I was born. I can only assume this is my grandfather's doing. Now I have a new school to battle over my name. So little purpose in arguing the importance, however.
By Susan Noonan5 years ago in Futurism
The Objectivist Ascension
It’s been a decade since I wrote those pages. At the time it seemed nothing more than my thoughts put to paper, a political and philosophical journal entry. Ayn Rand would be ecstatic at what has come to pass. Her trains of “second handers,” as she often called those who did not adhere to her “extreme capitalism,” were seen as inevitable victims of altruistic policies. If only she had seen the evil selfishness of altruism, perhaps she would have felt differently about it. Altruism is a collection of self aggrandized “do-gooders” that are more interested in the appearance of moral superiority and virtuous actions than they are in actually creating a fair and just society.
By Jonathan Fiero5 years ago in Futurism
Auburn Maiden
Gemavore: a mystical female being that has the powers of the leprechaun. Except, unlike the leprechaun, this being is given the utmost respect. She has the ability to bring prosperity, wealth, and countless other good luck vibes to any place she ends up in.
By Julienne Holmes5 years ago in Futurism
Chapter 5 - Raze
Chapter 5 - Hex 2 The atmosphere within the Magma changes once the brawl has been broken up. At first, I expect it is just a result of fading excitement, but then the first men begin to rise. A strong, quiet type sitting by Aduren peers subtly out the tavern’s two front windows. He does not seem the kind of man to suck up to a brash idiot who has dubbed himself a hero. No, by this time in his perhaps thirty years of life he will have decided himself above the foolishness of childish legend. Both men disgust me.
By Quinn Rocklinone5 years ago in Futurism
The Edge of Night
Chapter 1 The moon hung in the sky as a sentinel watching the lonely countryside below. Aelhar crouched in a small grove with thickets on each side of him watching the barely perceptible trail below. It was a trail rarely traveled by ordinary folks. Aelhar was a part of an organization known as the Dark Watch of the Kingdom of Aepsalon. The Dark Watch had many layers, the watchmen in each town, village and hamlet, vales, the watchers located in watch towers between the towns, villages, and hamlets, vales, and farmsteads. The next layer were the foresters and wardens who were assigned to the woods and forests of the kingdom. Aelhar was a first-class forester and his mentor and friend Vordecai was his warden. Vordecai had several foresters in his ward. The last layer were the rangers who watched and defended the borders of the kingdom.
By Sherrie Lynn Hibbs5 years ago in Futurism
