Veryyn’s Tale, Part 12

One hundred and forty three men, and ninety-nine horses were torn to shreds at the hands of the Daemor. Bradford rode with all speed through the foothills, making for Nearborne. Together with his mighty steed Anemodes, he flew down the wide dusty road. He rose and fell through the rolling hills, the winding to theContinue reading “Veryyn’s Tale, Part 12”

Veryyn’s Tale, Part 5

Garrett hastened his step as the dogs picked up fresh scent. “Yaevagrim, look there!” He exclaimed. From the beaten path, the small party had strayed maybe half a mile at the dogs’ signal. In front of them nestled between two trees was a low shelter. “Stragglers, round them up, men.” Yaevagrim called his dogs toContinue reading “Veryyn’s Tale, Part 5”

Veryyn’s Tale, Part 4

A great rumbling filled the valley. An exhausted Evie allowed her eyes to open, and quickly she shook Veryyn awake. “Veryyn, Something’s happening!” Evie said nervously. Together they crawled out of their inconspicuous shelter. The sun was already rising high in the sky. “We slept too well Evie.” Veryyn said. His dreams had come tooContinue reading “Veryyn’s Tale, Part 4”

Heart of Gold

In the symphony of despair, where notes of surrender dance with shadows, I found strength cloaked in the tattered shreds of peace abandoned. The tongues of this world, like serpents, spew venomous songs that whisper deceit, claiming debts from a universe indifferent to pleas. It’s a cruel waltz, where love and loyalty are not commoditiesContinue reading “Heart of Gold”

“No Thank You” Challenge

Attached is a piece of flash fiction, with exactly 100 words including the phrase “no thank you”. Let’s see yours! My digital timekeeper unrelentingly shrieked its call to awakening, wrenching me from a dreamless slumber. At 7 a.m., a cruel hour, I grappled with the semi-darkness, my hand blindly questing for the snooze button. NoContinue reading ““No Thank You” Challenge”

The Tiger and the Snake

Where death’s cruel embrace lingers and the legacy is but ashes, a father decaying in the clutches of addiction unravels a tale of relentless obsession and shadows that whisper chilling lullabies, begging for the sleep that eludes them. In the dimly lit room, the emaciated figure of Samuel Holloway hunched over a weathered table, hisContinue reading “The Tiger and the Snake”

The Assault

In the dimly lit room, where beer bottles and band magazines were scattered like forgotten relics, a wet crack shattered the early morning peace. Taylor’s eyes snapped open as an unexpected wave of pain seared across his face, leaving him disoriented and in agony. He could feel the warm stickiness of blood on his handContinue reading “The Assault”

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