Eliana walks outside, the storm beginning to brew. Breezes turn to strong winds, fluttering her brown curls. The sky darkens and birds fly to take shelter, yet Eliana continues to walk to a bench near the lake.
Waves whoosh and crash against the soft sand.
Eliana plays her music, soft lullabies and tones. The music is but a background to the rain that begins to drop from the sky. Thunder rolls w...
My caramel cappuccino lacks the sweetness it usually has; it’s bitter and dull. I frown with disappointment, but take another sip despite it. I need the caffeine to get through today, considering I have a project to complete tonight.
Something isn’t right.
I enter the library and not a soul is in here. I scan the front desk for any signs of a worker, and find none. Unsur...
The cold dungeon brought shivers to my wet skin. My sopping wet hair was like a wet towel, wrapped around my shoulders. There were no windows to display light, or even the sea. I was left in complete darkness, alone with my thoughts and inquiries.
Why did the pirate, who went by the name Steel, capture me from my homeland’s beach?
I hear groaning wood as one of Steel’s men walk down holding a t...
It was morning…barely. The sun was just rimming the horizon, the sky still darkened. Elena strided out in her white dress, barefoot as always, swinging her arms as she threw dried flowers in the air. She sang a common folk song as she twirled in the golden rising sun. Elena did this ritual everyday to gain favor from the forest folk, whom she believed were real.