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For this incarnation, he was known as the Warming Sun. They called him that in his cl
An Alchemist Worth Her Salt
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“This is everything my alchemy research has surmounted to, I can’t pass up this oppor
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The messenger owl arrived before dawn, his white plumage a frightful warning against
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As I staggered through the rusted gate, the air was like a blade, slicing through the
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Frilly, boisterous outfits. That’s what the ladies and gentlemen wear when they arriv
( 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐬! )
Gray sat among his tribe, Hawk began to pace in front of him, LionMane, and Valiant.
He turned to them curtly, meeting Grays’ warm amber gaze. “ I will be leading the attack in this squad. Whisper, Hornet, and Gallant will lead the others.” Hawk told his group carefully, exchanging a few anxious, quick glances with Valiant. Gray wanted to be prepared. Focused. But s...
The ominous hum of silence crept behind me in a crescendo until I began to feel my ears bleed of darkness. A sickly dread came creeping and manifested itself in the enshrouding shadow spirits that vied for the vacant breeze around me.
Swirls of opaque black formed a jarring sight until they mashed together into a scary brooding figure. Scarlet blood splattered on his white skeletal hands. I had t...
He leads with a smile,
With a glare in his eyes.
He’s silent but loud when his gaze meets your eyes.
He won’t tell you stories about darkness or ghosts;
He takes you on a journey and delves deep into your soul,
And leaves you with the darkest secret you have.
It’s a night of pain, regret, and sorrow.
He leaves with a smile, to show you again
That the scariest things could lie within....
As I entered the bookstore, I felt safe. Safe from all of the judging and all of the people. This was my refuge, my home. It was late afternoon, when I entered, the sun was setting and the sweet smell of old books was in the air. I walked inside, absorbing my surroundings. The front tinted windows that illuminated the shelves and gave the store a yellow color. The wooden shelves were filled with b...
David’s shoes where a size too small, his skinny frame barely showing underneath the oversized stained T-shirt as he walked the railroad tracks collecting the right sized rocks that made for an excellent source of ammunition for his sling shot. David is one of three of the kids that will stay at Helping Hands orphanage until he phases out at 18. Possesing a unique skill for finding troubled couple...
I listened as birds sang high above. Touched the ruff skin of magnifacent, elder trees. Soaked in the warmth of the golden sun. This forest was the most wondrous place on earth. How could anyone consider leaving?
But in its beauty holds deadly secrets. Especially to the blind.
I continue walking cautiously, sweeping my cane inches above the ground so as not to get stabbed in the gut as often w...
(Continuation of A Soulmate World)
Bell is on edge.
She’s never had to keep this big of a secret before, especially from her best friends.
“Everything ok, Bell?” Lou asks, concern directed at her instead of the squirrel that found its way onto their outdoor lunch table. Her, Roman, and Jeremiah are all gazing at her. “Yeah,” she says, but must not convince her friends because they all ke...
I chatted with Death o’er a cup of warm blood
We spoke of the dead who still visit above
I asked him the difference between all the visions
Of angels and demons and ghost apparitions
Angels, he told me, are innocent souls
Faithful in each part of their earthly roles
They now are protectors, guardians strong
To guide goodly people away from the wrong
Demons are those who were not so upright
"So," Mr. Reaper looked Alli up and down. "You sure you want to do this?"
Alli straightened her back confidently. "I'm sure."
Mr. Reaper sighed and looked her up and down again before turning to the forest line and putting his hand up. Alli's dog, June, begins barking furiously as a small hole opens from under Mr. Reaper's hand, spreading wider and wider.
Alli gasps as ghosts turn their see-thr...
“Cecil Dr’egall, you have died.”
“Ahem, Cecil Dr’egall. you have DIED!”
She watches the etherial bony being and checks her pulse.
“… but my hearts still beating.”
The reaper looks at her, a very un-undead and turns around, the sound of papers flicking as the reaper does.
“Ok. This has never happened before, well- yeah, this is the first. I- can’t bring you back to the livi...