Short stories & poems

She closed her eyes and took in the warmth of the bakery. The quiet chatter from the tables around her accompanied by the noise of the ovens behind the counter, releasing a sweet aroma of cookies and cakes into the air. She was working, but didn’t have a care in the world. All was quiet and the chilly fall breeze couldn’t reach her in here. It was warm and peaceful. She took a sip of her pumpkin s...

As A Child She Was Essentially Alone, left with no way to learn of life beyond the squalid walls that served as well as Alcatraz in confining the small girl , and she knew nothing of what was beyond those boundaries. It was a system designed specifically to incapacitate & manipulate, passed down now for generations, & every descendant was doomed to demonstrate the same cycle ,the same saddening s...

Juan talked in a monotone as he related his time in hell. "When I first got to hell, I would escape sometimes. Running out of their prisons and torture chambers, I thought I could find somebody, someone, if I could just get past the demons. I'd hide amongst the houses of the dead. Peering in the windows , I'd look for someone who could help me. Most of the houses black inside, like no one has ever...

**Wrenn Silacor.**

I want him.

I need him.

I press myself against the rough corner of the brick building, watching as he strides leisurely down the bustling street. His auburn hair gleams under the artificial glow of the streetlights, each strand bouncing with every confident step. That steely gray gaze of his cuts through the night like a blade, and though his eyes don’t land on anyone in parti...

He shouldn’t have pissed off a fairy, he shouldn’t have pissed off a literal fairy. Why was he stupid enough to do it? He was young, dumb and stupid with friends he was trying to look tough in front of. Yet he got cursed…

Until after 10 years after his first marriage, his life will fall and crumble before his eyes. His happiness, his children will all fly like a bird before his eyes. And that’s ...

The company traveling to Cuahalan assembled: Juan, Libra, Xicarus, Orlando, and Cancer. Juan asked, "Who wants to travel on foot, and who wants to stay in the pocket dimension? It can hold several people. Pisces is in a healing chrysalis within."

Cancer raised his hand. "I'd like to stay in the pocket. I still haven't adjusted to all of this; returning to life, the vale of tears, the death of so ...

“…and may the odds be ever in your favor.” I heard Effie Trinket announce before diving her hand into the giant bowl of names in the bowl of boys names for district ten. “Fitzroy Vacker” she called out. I watched as a young, handsome boy, probably around sixteen years old with dark brown hair and teal eyes triumphantly walk up to the stage, and stand behind Effie. “And for the girls… Scarlett Drag...

“Take your shot, stranger. You’ll only get one.”

That kind German stranger meant well, Karina knew that. But she was still recovering from her panic attack that even led her to this moment.

Of course she had to work hard for all 27 years of her life, go through five rounds of auditions, and actually get enough money to go the Frankfurt. Of course her anxiety decided to flare up.

Wonderful.

“I’...

As the sun crests the eastern mountain it sparks life into the military academy below. The valley erupts with the customary bugles and trumpets the cadets have grown oh so familiar with. It has been seven months since Vira’s parents had begrudgingly sent her to the conscripted school of Galloway. Morning after morning she awoke to the blaring bugles, but it never got any easier this routine. Despi...

The Juggernaut of Juan, Libra, and Bucephalus slowly dissolved, and the three individuals stood on the muddy ground next to Scorpio and the emerald.

The centaurs were rounding up groups of defeated legionnaires. Sagittarius resumed his human form and conferred with his generals. Order has returned to the chaotic and bloody battleground.

As Boganasheth quietly reunited with Juan's consciousness, ...