Sweats drilled down my face. My hat barely did anything to help with the sweat, instead, it further exaggerated the sweat exposure. The sun blazed its weaponry heat upon me as I awaits the final battle. I had came so far, for this very moment. I have trained tirelessly, day and night, for this very moment. This is the battle that determines my destiny.

The battle is on. And I’m ready....

Before life even had a chance to begin, there was always Desect, the all-encompassing being who, from his corpse, everything would be borne. Before the his dismemberment however, there were no valleys or mountains: Desect was smooth and unblemished. There were also no rivers and lakes: Desect was whole and complete. There were no animals or plants either; the only thing seperate and different from...

The “mighty warrior”, defender of the weak and innocent, but is he really? He travels town to town, through all the “underdeveloped” areas supposedly helping the people. Really though he is just satisfying his ego. The townspeople despise him, they see him as omen of destruction and despair, while he thinks himself a god. The only god they might think of rqusting him to is the god of death. The ma...

Keiko’s breath was heavy as he gripped the hilt of his sword. Stepping back before getting another run at the cliff. His feet’s skidding to a hault at the beginning of the bridge.

“Damn it. I don’t think I can do it..”

His companion sighed, remaining at her spot in the tree. “You’re telling me, the famous hero can’t conquer his fear of heights. I saw you kill ten demons yesterday!” she scoffed a...

Ahead of me was the air temple so close yet so far. Finally after all my toils, all the paths tread and kingdoms crossed I had made it.

The final obstacle was a bridge barely held together with rope. I tried it tentatively and felt the wood buckle but hold. It didn’t seem promising but I had no other option and so I continued walking. Grabbing the cords I used them to support the majority of my ...

The Bridge to Freedom

It’s beautiful, isn’t it?

Need to go over!

Beautiful blue lake,

Amazing, tall, green mountains!

A heaven on Earth

Trees and plants all well

With lots of soft, fluffy clouds

Journey full of awe

B...

“It smells like...” Ingrid stops and breathes in the misty air, closes her eyes, and takes in all that mingles with it: the sound of the river below, the leaves chattering in the trees, the vocalists amid the high-altitude flock of birds. She opens her eyes, feels the cool breeze prickling her skin, and suddenly she’s seeing it all as she had once seen it. “… Home.” She whispers.

A breeze pushes...

I looked at the rickety old bridge that led to my home.

Its no longer our home, I reminded myself.

The bridge had seen better days, with only travelers and messengers using it. But it was still the only way in and out.

I made my way across. It took me a while, but before I could truly regret what I was about to do, I had made it over.

I met my partner in crime, Misha when I made it over. She swoo...

The dull ache of my body is a constant companion.

It’s been the only constant on this pilgrimage, so in a sense, it’s a comfort. Everyone in my lineage has made this journey. My mother. Her father. The elders before them.

So shall I.

I am unfit to be one of them if I don’t.

As I settle next to the bridge, I allow myself to fall in sync with the energy around me. Small rings of air pulse away f...

I stood at the edge of the bridge

The rickety, old bridge

The bridge that was so easily break under the weight of a feather

But I was lighter than a feather

That’s what I was trained for

To be light

To move smoothly

The bamboo hat that sat atop my head shifted a little bit in the wind.

The long sword at my hip felt heavy

But I could do this

With a deap breath I launched myself into the ...