Not exactly the prompt, but I just gotta make it a whole story 😉

-but Eliahi, the storm! You'll be lost for sure!” my little brother said nervously, chewing his thumbs. I ruffled his blonde hair absently, “don't be such a worry wart, I'll be fine.” But honestly, I wasn’t so sure. I closed the door softly, and trudged down the narrow passage. Unlike most towns, ours is awake at all hours. It wasn...

When I was told to speak to the oracle, I imaged someone thousands of years old, maybe in a creepy cellar with some black cats. What I did not expect, was a little girl, hardly older than a toddler, with straight jet black hair sitting cross legged in the deepest part of the southern caves. Oh how I hate caves. Her face was dusted with soft freckles and her eyes closed. In another world, she might...

They had left just after first light, heading back to Castle Elmorien. Will dogedly followed his companion, eyes and ears tuned to every sound and movement of forest. Mist must shrouded the wood with shadow. Susan skipped ahead, face down in her book, hardly paying mind to the path. He thought she was reckless, and she thought he worried too much. In her little world of castle life, nothing could ...

The grass was green and wet with dew from the morning mists. I breathed in deeply, enjoying the sound of the birds early songs. But something was missing. I looked around, slowly becoming more and more anxious. To the natural eye, everything was normal. Everyone was doing things exactly as they should. A little boy ran around his mother laughing merrily as a cart of goods led by an angry looking m...

Part 0 of Cast Out-I’m going back in time to a couple days before my last writing.

Keldur flopped back on his bed with a sigh. Boredom and frustration had been his closest friends in the monastery, creeping in over the years like the mold in the corners of his stuffy room. For all the riches of the upper city, they still wouldn't give the students adequate housing. Life was a constant cycle of w...

The monk continued, ¨Until he returns, you must stay on the monastery grounds. All of your things must be packed by Friday, and your books must be returned.¨ Then, with a sigh, the monk excused him. Keldur closed the door slowly. As the latch clicked in place the sound echoed with a frightening finality. Somehow, he knew it was coming. Like the shadows had whispered warnings in the silence. But no...

The wind blew mournfully by the old Monastery. Its marble spires rose up hundreds of feet in the air. Keldur tapped his pencil on the desk, completely zoned out as he stared out the huge floor to ceiling window. Far below the cliffs of Calmorien foamy waves crashed against jagged rocks framing a white beach. Seated at the back of the room, Keldur hoped to escape the notice of the old monk. With a ...

The drop is steep,

The waters shine,

From those who weep,

The troubles mine,

The moon shines down,

On secrets lost,

A forgotten crown,

Now paid the cost,

The cool waves around,

The dark stillness over me,

They lap my feet with little sound,

On nights last hear my plea,

The moon shines bright,

The time has come,

Hear my plight,

Under shadows numb,

The sea calls,

The waters reach out,

With birds...

With feet pounding on the fast-moving treadmill, her light brown hair bounced behind in happy little waves. Her deep blue eyes sparkled in the evening light shining through the window. With lightly tanned skin and a dusting of freckles across her nose, she practically shone from the inside out. Of course, it could have been the sweat, but I tend to think the prior. With only half a mile left, she ...

Mary Magneline watched as the foamy waves engulfed the rocks below. She had a great urge to get on with it. To finally be free. All she had to take was one step and it would all be over. Suddenly, she heard the flapping of wings and looked up to see a white Dove. Strangely astonished and captivated by its beauty, everything else blurred. All her desires were forgotten and all she wanted to do was ...