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Aila's Witchy Ways Pt. 2
Moonlight streamed through the window of the modest room, illuminating the prone figure with its whitish-blue light. A woman crept into the room, carrying a heap of clothes in her arms. She went and perched on the edge of the bed, setting the bundle on her lap. With her right hand she reached out and shook the calf of the sleeping girl.
By Karly Campbell8 years ago in Futurism
Empath: Into the Shadow, Chapter 3
Notebook Entry of Subject #10 I’ve almost always had mental health problems. It runs in the family and at a young age I was diagnosed schizophrenic, but even before that label I showed signs at a young age. I think it was mainly due to me finding my father dead when I was five. He committed suicide, hung himself in the backyard from a tree. For the longest time, I couldn’t understand why my parents slept in separate rooms. My father would take the couch in the living room and she would sleep in their bedroom. I was so young I didn’t realize that they were always fighting because of marital problems. I always thought it was because of me and in a way it was or will always seem that way to me. I was an only child and I found out years later my parents got married because of me. After only a few months of dating, my mother got pregnant. She and my father thought about abortion but didn’t have the money.
By Jim Kane8 years ago in Futurism
Charon, I-II
I. The summer night air carried the fishy smell of the river. The moon was full but was hidden behind clouds and what little light it gave could not penetrate the thick canopy of trees at the base of the old train bridge. The small group of teenagers made a fire. One of them lit a joint and it passed from mouth to mouth as they went about creating their art by the flicker of the fire’s light.
By Jim Kane8 years ago in Futurism
Empath: Into the Shadow, Chapter 1
September 13th, 2016 Will lay there awake with her in his arms. They fit together perfectly like a puzzle piece of a yin yang. His white skin against her dark was in perfect contrast. He rolled on his side and she stirred in his arms. He looked at her beautiful skin and frame running his fingers over her navel and down her thigh. He watched as the corners of her mouth turned up in a twist, her perfect lips were two shades of chocolate sweetness. She was awake but didn’t open her eyes. He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, “Time to get up.” She opened her eyes to his and reached her hand, playing her fingers in his beard and brought his lips to hers. “Let’s just lay here awhile.” She nestled her head in the nape of his shoulder and neck, her short nappy hair tickling him. They both closed their eyes to sweet darkness.
By Jim Kane8 years ago in Futurism
What Is Lost
I don’t belong here; I knew the moment the strange women, the same women who burned down my home, brought me here. “We hunt your kind. Nothing more, nothing less.” She sat there staring at me. She had no remorse for the act she committed, nor did it seem she was ever going to. She kept her emotions in check; she was being careful; there are few who are able to hide their emotions from a Finx, but she kept them well out of my reach. This annoyed me.
By Rue West8 years ago in Futurism
Empath: Into the Shadow, Prologue
Notebook entry of Subject #7 The halls of Muhlenberg Hospital’s mental ward were quiet at night. Patients watched TV or sat in their rooms. As I walked by the cafeteria, I saw a boy sitting at a table with a chessboard set up in front of him. At first I walked by, he just sat there and stared at the board waiting for someone to play. I knew he was waiting for me. Marcus was nowhere to be seen. Rocking back and forth in his room most likely. I knew this was one of his mind games.
By Jim Kane8 years ago in Futurism
The Aurum Throne
After it becomes apparent the health of the leader of Khmst’ashkal is failing and would never recover, the members of the Quarahm began to vie for position in the next reign. Many may fight to lead. In the end, only one can live.
By daniel morris8 years ago in Futurism
Summer Camp
"How did you know?" I asked, not sure I wanted the answer. I thought I had been careful. I thought she fell for the lies like the others. I wasn't aware that she was keeping an eye on me. This strange yet beautiful and wonderful girl. It was summer camp, 1993. My parents divorced two months before my mother decided to send me away for her own selfish reasons. She wanted alone time with her new man. The mechanic next door. I was only fourteen. And very upset. Upon arrival I promised myself to be mute. As rebellion. As a cry for help. Hoping my visit to this pathetic summer pass time would be short. Weeks passed and I convinced everyone I couldn't speak. To my surprise, it made me popular. I made many friends. All the campers were so intrigued by the boy who couldn't speak. And to be honest I learned to enjoy all the camp's activities.
By Mensur Hamzabegović8 years ago in Futurism
The Last Ghost Whisperer
The wind whispered through the dark, empty trees like a warning in a foreign language. Winter was coming, and with winter came the beings that created the season. The angels. Seeking refuge from the hot summers, bright springs and exaggerated autumns. They're not your ordinary snow angels on the ground. They're the ones responsible for the snow. They're the ones that delicately make each individual snowflake. Taking care of all the sleeping creatures in the forest. Keeping the trees alive during the cold season.
By Mensur Hamzabegović8 years ago in Futurism
Fantasy Novels We Need
Wizards, vampires, and werewolves are the most common fantasy creatures in books and television. Of course, the greatest fantasy novels have these basic supernatural beings like Harry Potter. Vampire Diaries, Vampire Academy, and Twilight are also very popular books among this generation and even though these are good books I and a lot of readers I know are bored of these overused supernatural beings.
By Jade Smith8 years ago in Futurism
The Untold Story
Everyone knows the story of the great Egyptian Pharaohs and the Gods they worship. What they might not know is that those Gods are real and the Egyptians were onto something great. Raw, the most respected and feared of all the Gods, had three beautiful daughters each with their own domain. Emau the eldest, was Goddess of secrets, Kat the Goddess of the Nile, and the youngest Luna the Goddess of reflection. Each girl was powerful in their own right, serving the people and helping the land. They all knew the rules too. Don’t let the mortals see you and no talking with them. Of course the girls were curious but they loved their father and wouldn’t go against his wishes. That is until one day Luna stood by her mirror watching the mortal world and showing the mortals their reflections like she did every day. A young Pharaoh by the name Osiris appeared in her mirror and she was instantly taken with him. So much so she pressed her dainty hand on the silver mirror which allowed her to be seen by the boy. Of course it was an accident, or so it is told.
By Lilli Behom8 years ago in Futurism
Suryanyx: The Beginning
In the early days of Suryanyx, the world was encased in chaotic darkness. This time is now known today as the era of Labrina, the Mistress of Chaos. The world morphed to the dark goddess's every whim, and during her reign many things that made up the world came into being. The black seas, the dark forests, and creatures of all shapes and sizes. Anything and everything that would fulfill her decedent fancies.
By Damien Fleming8 years ago in Futurism