Dear Diary, (April 28, 2022)
Today was so incredibly boring. My parents left me in charge of cleaning the whole house. I guess that’s what happens when they leave you for a week and you are the only child. It doesn’t help that they have a very important party for their job that they have to throw right when they get home. I’ve got to get back to cleaning.
-Sasha Mills
Dear Diary, (April 30, 202...
Everything is going black
Beneath this great oak tree
In this golden daylight I start to fade
Beneath this great oak tree
My enemies are close
Beneath this great oak tree
I can’t afford to rest
Beneath this great oak tree.
But it’s so pretty.
Beneath this great oak tree.
My thoughts are already beginning to wander
Beneath this great oak tree
The tea it must have been
Away from this great oak...
There had been few occasions in which he had been so certain he was about to die. Frank peered out at the valley below him. He had never loved flying. Heights freaked him out. He loved dragons. He just didn’t love riding them.
The dragon’s scales were warm underneath him. He knew better than to ride bareback on a dragon. But it had been an emergency and he hadn’t had time to saddle Stormbrow.
...
Akira Madlock wasn’t fond of water. She drank it, of course. She needed it to survive. But give her an open body of water and she would rather run away than get in.
So, needless to say, when she found out that her mission required her to go to the Sour Salmon Inn she was less than exited. Nicknamed the tavern on the water, the Sour Salmon Inn was surrounded by water.
There wa...
I stopped and looked down. “I sleep with my wand under my pillow. Do you know why, Althea?” I looked back up at her.
She shook her head, not meeting my eyes.
“I sleep with it under my pillow because I am PARANOID that something will happen. I am so stressed out because of this whole stupid thing, that I can’t sleep if I don’t have my wand within reach.”
“What does ...
I stare at the blank paper, it stares back.
A Fountain pen in hand I start to write.
Then annoyed I scribble it out of sight.
If only I had been inspired tonight.
The ink might finally begin to flow.
Words might start to appear and start staying.
But I hadn't been inspired to write tonight.
So for now I lay my pen out of sight.
But only until inspiration strikes....
Dear S.K.H,
I know you are very busy, but the matter at hand is most important. The matter we discussed earlier, will not take place. We have been discovered. I hope this letter will find you in time. I pray to Askelli that we may meet another time.
~HL
The rain beat down on the man. He knew he needed to get this letter to his master, but it would be futile to keep going. He ...
Want some advice? There is always a silver lining, sometimes it just takes longer to find it.
I tried to keep that in mind as I trudged through the snow. The bottoms of my skirts were soaked. I was shivering. The cold seemed to sap all of my energy.
I wore many layers, but it didn’t deter the harsh wind. I had on a thin hat, in hopes that it would keep the heat from leaving my...
