Tag: fantasy
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A Portrait of Marlow

“I heard you painted the portrait of my brother’s wife.” “Y-yes my lord,” Argus answered as he bowed before the opulent throne where Maverick, one of the twelve lords of Drear, sat lazily stroking the gray cat in his lap. He was a tall thin man, with sharp features and long limbs that reminded him…
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Awakened Nightmare

The door slammed shut as hot air wooshed past, threatening to singe the hair atop Simon’s head. The full weight of his body pressed against the door and he could hear the cracking and splintering of the wood on the opposite side. Closing his eyes tightly, he told himself that it was time to wake…
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Old Promises

Winnie was giddy with excitement. The portal to the mortal realm was not open very often and even rarer were insignificant pixies like herself given permission to visit. Her wings fluttered in anticipation as she stood at the entrance to the portal, pass in hand, to be inspected and sent through. “Name, and purpose for…
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Rebel Youths

The dial turned past the static to clear up the tone as a voice warbled, “Send me an angel… send me an angel… right now… right now…” A synthetic tone pulsed along with the words and the children bopped their heads along with the beat. Kitrin, the ringleader and operator of their ancient tech, grinned…
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Noak the Grim

Montgomery marveled as he followed the old man out of the cargo bay and into the rest of the ship. Noak grumbled out the names of the different rooms as they passed by their doors, not bothering to open any of them to his new companion. With this being his first time on any sort…
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A Good Book

The storm had quieted down to a soft pattering of steady rainfall while Gwendolyn lay in her four poster bed staring up at the fresco on the ceiling, Saint Michael slaying the serpent. She wondered about the reason she had been locked in this room. Her uncle had made it sound like a punishment, but…
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Tullia’s Escape

Tullia paced the stone floor of her uncle’s house. The plastered walls were covered with tapestries that helped muffle the echo of her steps as she stomped back and forth fuming with irritation. How her mother could have thought to have her married off to the likes of Euan Cowden was beyond comprehension. A more…
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The Dress

The harvest was being hauled in by carts and wagons pulled by oxen and burrows who bellowed good morning greetings to the passersby. Flocks of fowl squawked as they were chased round by children with switches and herding dogs. Women of all ages were poured into the streets, their baskets laden with goods to trade…
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Nymph’s Sanctuary

Lex had been traveling with Aydin for nearly a fortnight when they came to the dense cluster of trees and he told her they must dismount their horses and continue on foot. The trees were tall and old, with moss and vines encasing their trunks. Under their shady branches the bright morning light turned into…
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Okur

It was dark when my eyes opened. It was a struggle to move through the heavy ichor that surrounded me, it weighted each muscle and held me encased. As my awareness grew I realized that I had been cold, but was now warming. As the warmth grew I was able to move, the substance holding…