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FUZZY BEAR
*Fuzzy Bear: A Hug You Can Trust* In a cozy little forest surrounded by tall trees, colorful flowers, and chirping birds, lived a teddy bear named *Fuzzy*. Fuzzy wasn’t like other bears—he wasn’t wild or loud. In fact, he wasn’t even real. He was a soft, stuffed bear with button eyes, stitched paws, and golden brown fur that was always warm, no matter how cold the night was.
By Ibrahim Shah 3 minutes ago in Fiction
Beginners Luck: Outsiders 4
When the two Derboul had stopped just before cresting the hill, they could not have picked a worse spot. The place they stood was the very place Kwernoss had used to range his bow and arrow skills. Several large deer had fallen in that very spot. Letting out a long slow breath, Kwernoss notched his arrow and drew his bow back waiting for the right moment. He felt the empowerment of his masks eye emblem steady his hand and even help guide his adjustments in the fine muscles to place a killing shot on the slightly larger of the two warriors.
By Everett Scaife20 minutes ago in Fiction
Beginners Luck: The Outsiders 3
Trueno felt his left arm be torn from his body by the force of the harpoon launched at him. He felt his head spin in shock from the pain and sudden blood loss now draining out of him. In this small moment of eternity, Trueno thought of the words he had said. He had never read a book in his life, but somehow in his moment of madness the words had flowed through him like an echo of long-ago ages. He felt that the words were a curse, a biding of fates somehow. He breathed in and smelt iron, dirt, and saw seagulls fly overhead. Reaching across himself he grabbed his own severed arm and yanked it loose from the cobblestone wall. With his last bit of energy he could muster, he threw the limb and harpoon at the beast that was walking towards him. The beast back handed the flimsy attack and the limb arced over its shoulder, clattering to the ground behind him.
By Everett Scaife20 minutes ago in Fiction
Beginners Luck: The Outsiders 2
Migoene, Myene, and Gettar stepped forward and pushed themselves through the energy barrier that glistened around the marble cube. The energy washed over them, making their skin prickle with slight discomfort. The stark contrast of lush vegetation and open air from the brutalist cathedral would have been disorienting if they had not been prepared for this very moment. They entered with no weapons wearing only their armor and masks. In symbolic tradition of the first violent encounters with humanity, they would only use weapons that they took from dead humans. The Derboul race used technology and weapons, but humanity had been cunning their advancements of war. Being physically smaller, more numerous, and technologically advanced had always been in the favor of humanity. When the Derboul understood and turned humanities weapons against them, the slaughter on both sides grew to literal astronomical levels of death and destruction.
By Everett Scaife21 minutes ago in Fiction
Beginners Luck: The Outsiders
Migoene arose from his slumber feeling the weight of the day before him. Sitting up on his bottom arms, he swung his legs down the side of the bed. With his top arms he rubbed his six eyes gingerly and then slapped his face. Standing up he stretched his body to his full height of two and a half meters tall. He marched forward to a mirror and examined his dark gray skin and white hair for any flaws. Each of his eyes were able to observe his reality from the electromagnetic spectrum and beyond. Starting with heat, he then switched to electrical field, and finally visible light. Everything was in perfect order, as was his duty as a Steward Initiate.
By Everett Scaife22 minutes ago in Fiction
Beginners Luck Intro: 5
Fluke watched as the Librarian went to the shore and sat down in a meditative stance, on the surface he appeared relaxed as a shaman, yet his muscles and breathing exuded the tension of a compressed spring. The sky shifted again in its colors, now only red remained, casting a brilliant crimson across the island. In any other circumstance such colors would be picturesque, but with the knowledge that every change meant death was on the horizon, the severity of this moment could be felt in Fluke's bones.
By Everett Scaife32 minutes ago in Fiction
Beginners Luck: Intro 4
The Librarian and Fluke were overwhelmed by the presence of the goddess. Everything about her begged them to give her their attention, but the sharpness of her teeth, and the fierce lines hidden behind the exterior beauty whispered warnings of consequence. The deity raised an eyebrow and relaxed her weight onto a hip, crossing one arm across her waist and placing her other hand across her mouth to stifle a laugh.
By Everett Scaife33 minutes ago in Fiction
Beginners Luck Intro: 3
Jogging to keep up with the Librarian, who was now making his way towards the peak that flattened into a plateau, Fluke had thousands of questions but no words to articulate his curiosity. There at the peak, was two stones for sitting, and an old weathered treasure chest. The Librarian let out a prolonged sigh and sat on one of the stones, gesturing for Fluke to take the stone opposite of him. As Fluke sat he took a quick 360 degree look at the area round the village. They were on an island, forest towards the rising sun. A stream ran from the hills down to the ocean, and on the opposite side of the forest was what looked like a stone field and quarry. The sky was a canvas of magnificent colors, painting an idyllic morning coast. Racing across the sky was what looked to be a glowing ripple of magnificent colors changing from blue, yellow and a hint of red. They slowly churned off into the distance beyond the horizon, where in the distance there appeared to be dark rain clouds forming.
By Everett Scaife34 minutes ago in Fiction
