Mature Adult

An Invisible Life

An Invisible Life
By Elsbeth

John lived an invisible life, in a selfless moment he stepped out the shadows.
 

John Andrews passed through life as invisible as possible. His early memories were difficult living with unhappy parents who frequently took out their unhappiness on him. Emotionally scarred instead of lashing out, John retreated into himself. Blend in, don’t make a fuss, make sure not to stand out be invisible. Unfortunately, the necessities of survival disconnected him from the rest of the world as well. 

Some Days Are Better Than Others

Some Days Are Better Than Others

Rewritten - 26/12/11

by Tychonaut Jemima

 

The downside to super-hearing is you can't ignore the phone when it rings, no matter how deeply asleep you were. I blearily reached out for the phone resting in its cradle beside the bed, kicking my legs to untangle the sheets from around me. The glowing numbers on my alarm clock tell me it's 8.00am. And a Wednesday.

Spinning

Spinning
By
Grover
02/22/2011

It was just another Gawd awful, but all too typical hot and humid summer day in the Deep South. I was closer to drinking instead of breathing the thick and moist air, but what else could one do? For one thing, I stayed out of that scorching sun as much as I could. The heat only made it worse, and being under cover in the shade helped.

Knight and Dragon

Knight and Dragon

By
Grover
5/13/2011

Into the jaws of death the Knight rode. Before him, the early morning fog lingered over the burnt remains of the entrance to the vale. There no signs that once a village had prospered within those borders.

“Might I ask what you think you’re doing?” A voice out of nowhere rumbled like thunder.

Steadfastly, the Knight ignored the unseen Beast’s question. He’d hoped to surprise the monster as it left it’s lair to feed. Now that he’d been spotted far too early, that advantage was lost. He looked for the monster, but saw naught. Keeping to his task, he picked out the best path to its cave for he and his destrider to begin their charge.

No Man's Hand

Have all you high fantasy fans out there ever wondered about other explanations when it was you read that the Witch-king, demon or whatever the baddie is would not fall "by the hand of man?" I have.

No Man’s Hand
By
Grover
1/7/2011

Their brave company had accomplished the impossible. The antidote to cure Good King Phillip was in their hands. Now all they had to do was get it back to the Kingdom, but time was not on their side.

The insidious poison Lord Night used to cut down the King could only be slowed, while the antidote could only be made from the same rare flowers that the deadly poison was brewed. It took the intrepid heroes days of hard travel to reach the dread Lord’s keep, and bold action bordering on insanity to enter that terrifying garden of death to harvest those frightful blooms.

Atlantis

Synopsis: When Atlantis drowned, King Curry and Queen Mara were given a Blessing that would restore Atlantis when their lineage found two who would once again embody their eternal love.  

 


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The Empire Of Atlantis was the first and greatest of the ancient empires with its arcane knowledge of the mind and spectral realms which allowed them to harness power and elemental forces to do the impossible.

The Mages embraced their abilities and set out to help the People who were suffering from maladies, only to awaken a Darkness that swept over the Land, wreaking havoc as it caused the volcano to erupt, and sinking Atlantis.

The Hung Woman of Oz

The Hung Woman of Oz
by Laika Pupkino

The four travelling companions introduced themselves to the giantess, Dorothy and then the others all shaking her large hand. The woman smiled shyly, "I'm Joan Jones."

"That's a peculiar sort of name," said The Tin Woodsman.

Sheepishly, Joan removed the noose from around her neck and said, "To some around here I'm known as The Hung Woman."

Despite her gentle demeanor the Cowardly Lion felt intimidated by the sheer size of her. He stammered, "But whuh-why do they call you a hung woman if you h-haven't hung yourself yet?"

"And shouldn't that be 'hanged woman'?" asked the Scarecrow, scratching his head.

Dental Assistance

 

Dental Assistance

By Wholeman

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DECLARATION: This story is an original literary work.  I wrote a fantasy to stretch my creative muscles and mess with dentists a little.  All doctors, scientists, magical entities, victims, antagonists, and Wizards in this work are fictional.  Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or born in the future, is purely coincidental, or possibly intentional, but I promise no one will know the difference.

Working the Summer, (a Hugglebugs story)

Mark Edward Kwiakowski
Ms Midler’s Fifth Grade English
8 September 2009


Working the Summer, How I Spent my Summer Vacation

 

Dear educators and fellow students, a reminder, our assignment states that our stories may be fiction or real, it is up to you to judge.

Traveling North

 

Traveling North

Thirty years have passed yet in my mind it is always you, with Jimmy still a tiny baby in your arms that I still see.