“A nail gun is my preference” said Dova as she led me around the room “in fact, no matter what circumstance you are in, a nail gun will never fail you, especially if you know how to aim it.

“a nail gun it is.” I shrugged, not entirely sure why. Maybe I should have picked something more traditional, when it came down to life or death, but I had learned to trust Dova. And after my staff was destroye...

Up at the top of the frostbitten peak was the little cottage where I lived. With the brown shingled roof, and the mossy gray stones. Instead of doors from room to room we had the fuzziest curtains, made from vines and leaves and moss. We only had a door at the entrance to the cottage, and it was merely a stone that had to be rolled away. That was why I was considered to be broad and muscly for a g...

I could feel pain in all of my joints, creaking and groaning in pain, I had chunks missing out of my sides, and I was covered in frost from years of neglect. The little energy I had was spent on anger at the small people in red suits. They had only come here looking for the treasure I was rumored to protect.

One of the people dressed in red pulled out a few sticks the same color as his full body ...

I hadn’t believed it could be possible. I had always felt so safe and at peace, the boat rocking beneath my feet. I had never imagined that such a peaceful and beautiful place could be home to such a horror. That’s why I had comforted the townsfolk who had climbed aboard the ship with me, telling them that the rumors spread by the travelers were anything but true.

We had spent three days traveling...

I’d given up on him ever coming back. After 12 years of searching, even after destroying every last demon, I had never gotten Graham back.

At first, I had avoided the swings where we used to play together, under the arch, high enough to overlook the mountains separating our home of Rhumesok and the country of Arenshu. The hike had always been endless, taking us days at a time, camping against snow...

Part one

Raya knew she should break it up, she knew that Willow should know about Zach. But they seemed so happy together, especially as Willow floated down the aisle her rosy face beaming with joy, and her shiny black hair pulled into an Elsa braid over her lacy white wedding dress. I could see the love in her eyes as she looked at her soon to be husband, and I knew in that moment, that the time ...

I stared at the large, shiny bubbles floating in front of me. Even though I couldn’t see my best friend, I could feel his presence next to me on the wall.

“Don’t you love the bubble festival?” I sighed.

“Not really” he grumped, a typical Obsidian response. I glanced at the black cat, perched on the white marble, his eyebrows scrunched in his usual scowl.

“Well,” I said “I love it” I reached up, p...

Why the heck am I writing this garbage?

Because it was the writing prompt today

Listen very closely to this message

Otherwise you potato this survey

Potato you, potato me, hooray

Fickle pickle, the slumber cucumber

What a horrid and disastrous display

One two three four five six seven number

No knives, screw swords, serenade sledgehammers

One of the unicorns has disappeared

The view of bright b...