fantasy
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Introducing Mr. S. Claus
Introducing Mr. S. Claus His contorted face will haunt the rest of my life, they all do, as his blood splatters adorned the wall in a macabre painting adding to the festive colors of the yuletide season. Making sure my contract was fulfilled I pumped two more silenced bullets into his body. The mob didn’t hire amateurs to take out those they needed to have disposed of, and with a six-figure contract I wasn’t about to make a mistake. I’d done this enough times to know not to take chances.
By Frank Talaber6 years ago in Futurism
Telum
Episode 1 I rolled over again, restlessly lying in bed trying to close my eyes and sleep, but it seemed as if it would never come. Every time my eyelids became heavy and fell shut, I would see horrific images. Monsters, beasts, and what I thought was myself wrapped in combat against them. I wasn’t sure where the images were coming from, and I tried shaking my head to clear the dream. I should probably have not eaten that Indian food.
By Kat Jadzia6 years ago in Futurism
Clockworks Chronicles of Zahn
17) The Board Is Set Mitzi was doing her best to find her way to the palace. However, she was new to this town, so she had, at some point, gotten hopelessly lost. So, something her grandfather taught her, “When you’re lost, backtrack to the place where you started and regather your reckoning”. So that was what she did, still being mindful of her surroundings and being careful she wasn’t being tracked.
By Scott Hawver6 years ago in Futurism
The Chex's
My eyes flashed open. How long had I been asleep, I wondered. It must have been a while. My body was stiff from being still so long. A cool breeze blew into my room from the open window. It felt nice. I got up from my four-poster bed, and tip-toed to the window. It was still dark out, but I could tell it was around five o' clock. The breeze blew through my tossled blonde hair. I climbed the ledge, not wanting to wake my parents, and made the leap to the soft ground below. My feet touched the ground, and then I was running. Again, this felt nice. My aching body welcomed the use of my muscles. I could feel the pulse, pulling me forward. I loved to run like this. To feel the wind whipping around my face. The smell of the cool, wet October ground... And the trees. It was all like a dream. Yet, I would never wake from this dream. For this dream, was reality.
By Beck Daugherty6 years ago in Futurism
Natural Teachings of the Mechanical Beasts
Hello, to the poor souls who find themselves on my stories- welcome, everyone! I am aspiring screenwriter and animator and I've always had a passion for writing. So, I thought it would be a good idea to make a living out of it now, especially considering the circumstances we are in now.
By Jye the Greylead6 years ago in Futurism
Unordinary
It was a cool August in Billings, Montana. My mother and I had just gotten on a plane, and we were moving to Los Angeles California to live with my grandmother. My grandfather died a few months ago, and my mom didn't want my nana to live alone. She decided that we should move in with her. My mom and dad just divorced from my dad, and she thought it was the perfect time for us to make the dreaded change. "This will be a great experience for you Bonnie," my mom said on the airplane. "You said you always wanted to live in California." "Yeah, but that was a long time ago, I'm a junior this year mom." I had two more years until I could graduate from Wilson High school with my best friends. We made plans to make our senior year the best year ever, and now we're moving. I sat in the seat next to the window and looked at my reflection. I had dark brown eyes, brown skin, and brown curly hair. I look a lot like my mom, everybody says.
By Arrianna Allen6 years ago in Futurism
The Dragon Speaker Yuki
Before I continue, I suppose a little information would help you understand. Suiko had a few dragons she could use if we ever went to war— – and it was due to my friend and her alliance with the dragons. Not only was Yuki gifted with dragon speech, but she was also blessed with the gift of premonition.
By Hope Martin6 years ago in Futurism
Darkness
The darkness envelops me as I sit along the edge of the lake. Wolves howl in the distance and though I wish to join their mournful song, I refraim from doing so and allow them to mourn in peace. Their pack Alpha has passed and I will miss the old wolf. The pack has shared their territory with me for many generations but it never gets old mourning an a friend. I shake my head and look up at the full moon. Stars twinkle in the back ground of it's shining glory. I enjoy the sight for awhile longer before I decide to head back to my own den.
By MaKayLa Hall6 years ago in Futurism
Clockworks Chronicles of Zahn
16) Tin in the Cup Sir Markus stood outside Her Eminence’s office waiting admittance. He had submitted an emergency appointment request through her secretary half an hour before. He was careful to keep his outer appearance of a very worried man. Inside he was calm as ice. He knew for his next move he had to appear to be near panic for The Civilization’s and Her Eminence’s sake. He also knew, however, he needed to keep his head clear in order to ensure this step be flawless.
By Scott Hawver6 years ago in Futurism
The Run to Freedom
Wolves called to her in the middle of the night. 10am in the morning. 3pm in the afternoon. While she did the washing and whilst she cooked the dinner. They howled for her to join them day and night. Restless, wanting and unsure she went to bed each night wide awake until the sun rose in the morning along with their calls and another day would begin.
By Chiara Ann Vicary6 years ago in Futurism
