Adventure

To Catch the Owl
What constitutes someone as dead? Is it when dirt covers them or when flames take their body? Is it when their blood stops flowing? Is it when the thoughts and beliefs they once held no longer exist? If a person was known for their smile, were they still that person if they no longer smiled?
By B. Easton4 years ago in Fiction
The Gift
The little blonde looked at Shandon with a stunned expression. "Deal?" she blurted out incredulously, "You don't even know what I want yet? I know I said I'd give you the locket but..." she stopped and shook her head. "Well," she started more calmly, "It must be important to you". She paused sighing, then looking up at Shandon she continued, "Tell you what, I won't hold you to this deal until you know what I'm after, why don't we sit and have a chat. Then you can make an informed decision, although you look like your mind is already made up. "
By 01100101-01110111-011001014 years ago in Fiction
Gate Ways
Gate Ways Icy Retreat – series part 3-
By Valdeara Wallberg4 years ago in Fiction
Tortilla The Tortle
On a stark fourth-day in mid-Eleasis, Grok was born into the royal Razorback Tortle clan. Founded back in 1372 DR by the great and well renowned Beshiltheen.
By J. Arthur Collins4 years ago in Fiction
In my element
Chapter 3 The Return of The Owl
By kat4 years ago in Fiction
Surreal Dreams
Have you ever had a dream where it felt very real to you? Then for some reason you could not explain why when you talked to someone you know. This was the case that increased with Mary every time she went to sleep. While Mary would be swept away from her apartment bedroom to an unknown world. The only time that Mary realized she was awake was when in the dream world if she was critically injured form something attacking or falling form a high place with the thought that she might die. Dreams come from our subconscious given form.
By Wesley Hall4 years ago in Fiction
Dusk
Fiery, bright red hues of light encompass the entirety of the room. My dark, brown skin feels lit ablaze as I fall down to my knees. My fingers dig into the tops of my thighs and yet I feel nothing.
By Najuma Ali4 years ago in Fiction
Heartshadow (Chapter 2)
Wist was examining the band on the counter between them when he paused to receive a customer. Tapping her toes against the side of the counter, Nama slouched in wait on one of the shiny red bar stools Wist had recently installed.
By Corwynna4 years ago in Fiction
Don't Fear The Night
Recently I couldn't sleep at all. It was a calm night, the Moon was full and high in the sky, making it seem as though it was day.
By Véronique Racine 4 years ago in Fiction
Messengers
It was a beautiful day the sun was shining with not a cloud in sight. I was getting ready to go away on a mini adventure. We arrived at our destination the scenery was breathtakingly beautiful. The ocean looked liked a shimmering silver blanket, the waves gently lapping to the shore.
By Leesa Gibson4 years ago in Fiction
Neoteny
From the southern shore of the Lago de Xochimilco, my eyes followed the other brightly-painted trajineras as they gently glided away from the docks across the black water. The late October air was cold and still, but the soft distant sounds of music and families celebrating warmed the occasion. I stood at the back of the line of tourists, finishing off a cigarette before we too disembarked from the shore.
By Paige Holloway4 years ago in Fiction
Luza's Magical Trip
Posted in North America, in the small rural town of Negley, Ohio there is a residential homestead farm ran by the Anderson's. The Anderson's is a family of 6, a joyful and lovable people that respected the Earth and enjoyed the simpler things in life. On their farm they grow their own spinach, kale, arugula, radish, beans, snap peas, and green onions. However, most of their income comes from their animals. They raise and sell horses, emus, chickens (and their eggs). They've owned this farm for over 80 years, responsibilities have been passed down from generations to generations.
By Monet Graham4 years ago in Fiction