fantasy
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The Great White Wolf
The White Wolf As I lay there in the sun, I breathe in all the smells of the forest floor. The moss carpet growing along the bottom of the tree, the birds flying around in the tree tops, the small animals scurrying about in the bushes. The insects flying and crawling around the forest they have as their home. I small rabbit jumped out of the thicket about 5 feet away. He stood up on his hind legs and twitched his nose in the air to see what danger is around. I slowly rolled over onto my stomach completely and watched the rabbit through the bushes that separated me from him. He must have heard me because he froze and stared straight through the bushes. I dared him to make the first move and bound off through the forest floor as fast as his legs can carry him. I see his nose twitch and I knew the chase would begin at any moment. And with that thought the rabbit took off to the right to escape the danger he could smell in the air. I took chase and launched over the bushes to pursue my lunch for the day. I remember my mother always telling me not to play with my food and to just eat it. I always felt that playing with it always made it more fun to want to eat it. I chased after the rabbit for a short period to let him feel like he had one last victory before his decided death. I lunged at the rabbit and caught it between my teeth. I laid down on the forest floor and enjoyed my little snack. I laid down on the forest floor and continued to enjoy the warm evening sun. My. Life felt so simple and at ease in the small simple moment. I drifted off to sleep with the pleasant thoughts.
By Jordan secrist7 years ago in Futurism
The Misplaced Book 2: Finale
CHAPTER 18 : THE MISPLACED Panga was having difficulty comprehending what spread out before her in the valley below. She and Evan had reached Darnaxes’ army just after sundown. The number of campfires spoke volumes about the army they would encounter in the morning. What disturbed Panga most were the guards that ringed the camp. As she reached out with her empathy and found no emotions to connect with, it confirmed her fears. Shades. She had hoped they would not encounter them, but knew that would be impossible. Towards the back of the army were five enormous shadows. They seemed to blend into the darkness making their features difficult to make out. Above them circled four legged winged figures with eagle like faces. Griffins, Evan had called them. Interspersed between them was smaller, more bird like creatures. Panga wasn’t sure if they were part of Darnaxes’ forces or scavengers following the army.
By Richard Jones7 years ago in Futurism
The Misplaced Book 2: Segment 2
CHAPTER 12: PANGA Just as Panga was getting accustomed to not having her head crowded with emotions, now she was getting used to having the Pegasus’ voice in her head. Snow Wing was engaging her in an unending commentary which mostly included insults directed at Evan.
By Richard Jones7 years ago in Futurism
Domino: Revelations - Prologue
Five years have passed since the Satanic Undead infestation took place. Three warriors with supernatural abilities, Fuegonon the Islamic Fire Wielder, Seto the Wiccan gunslinger, and Domino the Catholic Dark Bearer banded together and fought the necromancer, Pyropolarnite. With Fire, Ice, and Darkness, they managed to defeat her without taking her life. Domino's blade, the Umbra Celeste, separated the evil from her mind and restored the purity of Selena Cambridge. Domino and Selena fell in love, married, and had two children of their own (James and Delilah Cambridge). This seemed to be the end of Chaos and a restoration of Order. However, the event that took place was only the beginning.
By Dominick Piaquadio7 years ago in Futurism
The Galaxy's Edge
The Galaxy's Edge was a vast green countryside filled with the universe's tallest and oldest oak trees. These old oak trees touch the bluest of skies and fluffiest clouds. This magical place is positioned right off the center of the Earth and Northeast of the focus of your telescope. So in your greatest imagination, with no outer limits, you may begin to create the space that will become for you The Galaxy's Edge.
By Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice7 years ago in Futurism
The Fallen (Uriel), Part One
He saw her from across the bar, where this man sat talking her ear off. Uriel could not stand it not for one minute longer. He shifted his seat and began to push the chair away. Someone gripped his arm. He looked back, and he could see his tight-lipped brother holding him to his seat. "If I was you, brother, I would not do such a thing as you are about to do."
By DALIL1NE MINION7 years ago in Futurism
The Necromancer
The Necromancer Promethean Thomas III For those who desire to delve into the precipice of death with the obsession of the human's fear, the desolate room of research of Promethean Thomas III would do ideally for you. For none such place can prove analogous as this here room in which he resided befitting that of his so called entitlement. For Promethean Thomas III had felt it only purgatory for the Goddess, God or mystical Pegasus to have placed him on this plane with air to breathe, lungs to transpire, so on and so forth and yet plague him with a dire need to fear aspects unbeknown to him. This constant state of psychological liminality provoked him sorely. For on one side he was living through all the tools provided an organism to live and the other side, Promethean felt he'd already been dead.
By Xara B. Williams7 years ago in Futurism
The Wrath of Dr. RoseBoom
Told in perspective of Wesley, a student of MirrorFlame High School who managed to escape the terrible events of April 13, 2018 caused by the villain known as Dr. RoseBoom. It was a tragic day for the school and the world. A superhero turned into a villain all due to bullies and students not willing to learn in class, while one student only wanted to stay the top of his class.
By Dakota Love7 years ago in Futurism
Cora and the Tall Bird
Once upon a time, there was a little bird named Cora. Now, Cora was the shyest little bird in the big redwood forest, and she wasn’t that impressive. She was smaller than most birds her age, even the little ones, and she had a bland color of blue and green feathers like her dad. She didn’t mind, though. Cora loved herself just the way she was, but she wished she had a nice friend to share her days with, though.
By Jessica Briggs7 years ago in Futurism
Deeds Done in the Dark
While journeying between quests, a strange man shows up. The sky rumbles ominously as the man produces a letter. Even in the growing darkness, they can see the swirled calligraphy and wax seal. It stands out in a stark contrast to the weather worn satchel that carried it. The seal shows that the letter is from King Aodhan. As lightening flashes across the sky, the messenger shoves the letter at Alduin. The fear on his face is clear.
By Jessie Wing7 years ago in Futurism
A Tale of Two Hoods: Chapter 3
Rona didn’t need long to take stock of the new arrivals. Only three of them managed to stumble through the gates once they opened, but they at least had the sense to enter as soon as the sun rose. Getting a good night’s sleep with the Greenbeans would have exposed them to dozens of curious eyes. Instead, they flitted through empty streets, guided by armed escort, with only Rona watching. She hunched over the ledge of the roof where she had crouched waiting for them. An early morning summer breeze blew across her face, but her hair went untouched beneath her red hood. The night before, she had tied up her burgeoning afro into a bun. The hair bulged against the inside of the crimson hood now, but that didn’t concern her. The camouflage spell woven into the Red Cloak would shield her from curious eyes.
By Wilbert Turner III7 years ago in Futurism
The Children of Earth and Sky
A thousand generations before the time of the great flood, a race of travelers from the stars found a new home on a small planet at the edge of their galaxy. They called themselves the Nepa Alma and to the natives of this planet, they seemed an immortal race as there seemed to be no weapons that would harm these strange beings. The Nepa Alma were quite tall with light skin and hair. Their eyes seemed to glisten in the sunlight and glow in the dark.
By Christine Graves7 years ago in Futurism
