“I’ve finally found you.”

I looked at the man with a confused expression, trying to keep a smile on my face as everyone at my 30th birthday party was now staring at me and not saying a word.

“You’re Patricia VanLeuwen, no? I don’t even know why I’m asking. I know who you are. It’s written all over your arms. The throne of Alimanthra awaits. Do you consent to being transported?”

I was at a compl...

The stars were what she liked most about the sky.

Then, they started to fall.

The balloons were what she liked most about parties.

Then, they started to climb.

Floating in the vast expanse.

Free to ascend or descend.

Tethered neither here nor there.

Scared to float or plummet.

Up or down, left or right.

Paralyzed by choices.

Caught up in the in-between.

Incapable of action....

Ethel woke up and felt dangerous. Well, as dangerous as an 88 year old woman can feel. The legs didn’t quite work the way she wanted them to anymore, nor did the back. But she was insanely good at scrabble. And she was really good at trash talking Terry because Terry was truly awful at the game.

She slowly got up out of bed and got ready for the day. Today was going to be an exciting day, she co...

I went to college to get away. To get away from my remaining family, from everyone that I knew. I wanted to start fresh. I needed to start fresh. Too many of the people close to me left, so I had to take it into my own hands: I had to be the one to do the leaving this time. So I went to the last place anyone I knew would go - Pueblo, Colorado. If you don’t know anything about Pueblo, let me give y...

Over in olde town, there is a little used bookstore tucked between two hip restaurants. The Pages was overlooked by most, but dear to me. The old bookstore had always been my escape, but today it felt different, almost magical.

As I walk through the door and hear the tinkle of the bell announcing my entrance, I’m instantly smiling. There’s just something about this place. I see the towering shelv...

I walk through the town with my companions, heads held high after we saved some children from an old hag on the outskirts of the surrounding forest. Damien is particularly exuberant after this encounter for some reason, as this was not one of our more exciting fights. He was also very peppy during the fight, throwing quip after quip around like he was having a conversation with an old friend inste...

Peter is jostled awake by shake of his shoulder and someone softly saying, “Niccolo, you must arise. They’re expecting you.”

Confused at the name he’s called, Peter opens his eyes and swears he’s still dreaming. He sees a woman in front of him with a weird smock sort of shirt on with some tights and boots. He’s immediately reminded of Robin Hood. Wait, was that actually a man?

“Is something wron...

I am still in shock that my name was read during the reaping for this year’s Hunger Games. Amelia Walker, tribute from District 7. What a joke. I guess I shouldn’t be too angry. I honestly don’t have much going for me. My parents are useless, their minds gone but bodies still kicking. My brother is addicted to pain killers and therefore also useless. I have no friends. I’m just kind of on my own, ...

Light shines through the trees

Gentle breeze rustles the leaves

Mountain morning peace...

I swear to god, I just saw an envelope materialize on my desk from nowhere. I blink ten times to make sure I’m not seeing things, but the letter is definitely still there. Not only that, but it’s addressed to Adaline Murphy, aka me. I hesitantly pick up the envelope and look around, wondering if I’m about to see Ashton Kutcher pop up in my window telling me I’ve been punked. Seeing no one, I open ...